The Beauties of Burns: Consisting of Selections from His Poems and LettersT. Davison, 1826 - 212 strán (strany) |
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Strana 10
... to spend , And weary , o'er the moor , his course does hameward bend . At length his lonely cot appears in view , Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th ' expectant wee things , toddlin , stacher through 10 BURNS .
... to spend , And weary , o'er the moor , his course does hameward bend . At length his lonely cot appears in view , Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th ' expectant wee things , toddlin , stacher through 10 BURNS .
Strana 11
... things , toddlin , stacher through To meet their dad , wi ' flichterin noise an ' glee . His wee bit ingle , blinkin bonnily , His clean hearth - stane , his thriftie wifie's smile , The lisping infant prattling on his knee , Does a ...
... things , toddlin , stacher through To meet their dad , wi ' flichterin noise an ' glee . His wee bit ingle , blinkin bonnily , His clean hearth - stane , his thriftie wifie's smile , The lisping infant prattling on his knee , Does a ...
Strana 17
... things are shared ; How best o ' chiels are whiles in want , While coofs on countless thousands rant , And kenna how to wair't : But , Davie , lad , ne'er fash your head , Though we hae little gear , We're fit to win our daily bread ...
... things are shared ; How best o ' chiels are whiles in want , While coofs on countless thousands rant , And kenna how to wair't : But , Davie , lad , ne'er fash your head , Though we hae little gear , We're fit to win our daily bread ...
Strana 41
... things , todlin , rin Wi ' stocks out - owre their shouther ; An ' gif the custoc's sweet or sour , Wi ' joctelegs they taste them ; Syne coziely , aboon the door , Wi ' cannie care , they place them To lie that night . The lasses staw ...
... things , todlin , rin Wi ' stocks out - owre their shouther ; An ' gif the custoc's sweet or sour , Wi ' joctelegs they taste them ; Syne coziely , aboon the door , Wi ' cannie care , they place them To lie that night . The lasses staw ...
Strana 42
... thing but a maid . When the corn is in a doubtful state , by being too green , or wet , the stack - builder , by means of old timber , & c . , makes a large apartment in his stack , with an opening in the side which is fairest exposed ...
... thing but a maid . When the corn is in a doubtful state , by being too green , or wet , the stack - builder , by means of old timber , & c . , makes a large apartment in his stack , with an opening in the side which is fairest exposed ...
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ain dear amang ance auld bard Beneath Birks of Aberfeldy blate blaw blest bonnie Doon bosom braes braw breast BRIG brunstane canna cauld charms Cutty-sark dearest deil e'en e'er fair fate flowers fortune's frae glen green guid Halloween hame heart Heaven honest honour horse-leech hour humble ilka ither John Anderson John Barleycorn Laird lasses life's lo'es Lord Gregory luve Mailie maun mind mony morning mourn muse nae mair Nancy Nature's ne'er neebor never night o'er Out-owre owre pleasure poor posie pride rhyme roar round sang Scotland sing smile song soul stream sugh swearin sweet Syne tear tell tender thee thegither There's thou unco wander warlock weary weel Whare Whyles wild winds winter wretch Ye'll younkers
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Strana 132 - Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that. What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin grey, and a' that; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a
Strana 13 - And sage experience bids me this declare — ' If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
Strana 74 - But Mousie, thou art no thy lane, In proving foresight may be vain: The best laid schemes o' mice an' men, Gang aft agley, An' lea'e us nought but grief an
Strana 142 - As fair art thou, my bonie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my Dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a' the seas gang dry, my Dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun : And I will luve thee still, my Dear, While the sands o
Strana 137 - Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary fu' o
Strana 139 - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
Strana 130 - Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Strana 12 - But hark! a rap comes gently to the door; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neibor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek; Wi...
Strana 131 - John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither; And monie a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither: Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson, my jo.
Strana 15 - Compared with this, how poor religion's pride, In all the pomp of method, and of art, When men display to congregations wide, Devotion's...