Reliques of Robert Burns: Consisting Chiefly of Original Letters, Poems, and Critical Observations on Scottish Songs, Zväzok 5J. M'Creery, 1817 - 453 strán (strany) |
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Strana xxiii
... celestial , whose protection The heather was blooming , the meadows were mawn 450 Young Peggy blooms our boniest lass Amang the trees where humming bees • • 451 · • 453 LETTERS , & c . No. I. TO MR . CONTENTS . xxiii.
... celestial , whose protection The heather was blooming , the meadows were mawn 450 Young Peggy blooms our boniest lass Amang the trees where humming bees • • 451 · • 453 LETTERS , & c . No. I. TO MR . CONTENTS . xxiii.
Strana 25
... Amang them a ' ; I fear they'll now mak mony a stammer , VI . Willie's awa ! Nae mair we see his levee door Philosophers and Poets pour , † And toothy critics by the score , In bloody raw ! The adjutant o ' a ' the core , Willie's awa ...
... Amang them a ' ; I fear they'll now mak mony a stammer , VI . Willie's awa ! Nae mair we see his levee door Philosophers and Poets pour , † And toothy critics by the score , In bloody raw ! The adjutant o ' a ' the core , Willie's awa ...
Strana 96
... amang us three . " To leave the heights of Parnassus and come to the humble vale of prose . — I have some mis- givings that I take too much upon me , when I request you to get your guest , Sir Robert Low- rie , to frank the two enclosed ...
... amang us three . " To leave the heights of Parnassus and come to the humble vale of prose . — I have some mis- givings that I take too much upon me , when I request you to get your guest , Sir Robert Low- rie , to frank the two enclosed ...
Strana 191
... amang the Heather Oh , ono Chrio · Oh , open the door , Lord Gregory 276 · 236 291 254 260 274 · 296 230 196 Polwarth on the Green ... 234 Rattlin ' , roarin ' Willie 259 Raving Winds around her blowing- 250 Roslin Castle · 197 Sae ...
... amang the Heather Oh , ono Chrio · Oh , open the door , Lord Gregory 276 · 236 291 254 260 274 · 296 230 196 Polwarth on the Green ... 234 Rattlin ' , roarin ' Willie 259 Raving Winds around her blowing- 250 Roslin Castle · 197 Sae ...
Strana 208
... amang the blooming heather , & c . This air , and the common Highland Laddie , seem only to be different sets . Another Highland Laddie , also in the Mu- seum , vol . v . , is the tune of several Jacobite fragments . One of these old ...
... amang the blooming heather , & c . This air , and the common Highland Laddie , seem only to be different sets . Another Highland Laddie , also in the Mu- seum , vol . v . , is the tune of several Jacobite fragments . One of these old ...
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Strana 428 - I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me : Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her ; Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Strana ix - I loved the man, and do honour his memory, on this side idolatry, as much as any. He was indeed honest, and of an. open and free nature ; had an excellent phantasy, brave notions, and gentle expressions...
Strana 345 - And wi' the lave ilk merry morn Could rank my rig and lass, Still shearing, and clearing The tither stocked raw, Wi' claivers, an' haivers, Wearing the day awa : Ev'n then a wish, (I mind its power,) A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast ; That I for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan, or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least.
Strana 276 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Strana 35 - Her pure and eloquent blood Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought, That one might almost say her body thought.
Strana 271 - An' fill it in a silver tassie ; That I may drink before I go A service to my bonnie lassie : The boat rocks at the pier o...
Strana 276 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer, A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!
Strana 337 - THOU unknown, Almighty Cause Of all my hope and fear ! In whose dread presence, ere an hour, Perhaps I must appear! If I have wander'd in those paths Of life I ought to shun ; • As something, loudly, in my breast, Remonstrates I have done; Thou know'st that thou hast formed me With passions wild and strong; And list'ning to their witching voice Has often led me wrong.
Strana 18 - Thou minds me o' the happy days When my fause Luve was true. Thou'll break my heart, thou bonnie bird That sings beside thy mate; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o' my fate. Aft hae I roved by bonnie Doon To see the woodbine twine, And ilka bird sang o' its love; And sae did I o
Strana 74 - Nor have I any cause to repent it. If I have not got polite tattle, modish manners, and fashionable dress, I am not sickened and disgusted with the multiform curse of boarding-school affectation ; and I have got the handsomest figure, the sweetest temper, the soundest constitution, and the kindest heart in the county.