Reliques of Robert Burns: Consisting Chiefly of Original Letters, Poems, and Critical Observations on Scottish SongsBradford and Inskeep, 1809 - 294 strán (strany) |
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Strana xi
... fair sex about a farm at Dumfries - compli- ment to Charlotte- " The banks of the Devon . " - Edinburgh , Nov. 21 , 1787. Hints to her and Charlotte about letter- writing - Affection- " The Wabster's grace . " Edinburgh , Dec. 12 , 1787 ...
... fair sex about a farm at Dumfries - compli- ment to Charlotte- " The banks of the Devon . " - Edinburgh , Nov. 21 , 1787. Hints to her and Charlotte about letter- writing - Affection- " The Wabster's grace . " Edinburgh , Dec. 12 , 1787 ...
Strana xiii
... fair subject for his muse XXXII . To Dr. Blacklock . Mauchline , Nov. 15 , 1788. Poetical labours - Gratitude -the Doctor's benevolence XXXIII . To Mr. Robert Ainslie . Ellisland , Jan. 6 , 1789. Compliments of the sea- son- " Reason ...
... fair subject for his muse XXXII . To Dr. Blacklock . Mauchline , Nov. 15 , 1788. Poetical labours - Gratitude -the Doctor's benevolence XXXIII . To Mr. Robert Ainslie . Ellisland , Jan. 6 , 1789. Compliments of the sea- son- " Reason ...
Strana 6
... fair way of becoming as eminent as Thomas a Kempis or John Bunyan ; and you may expect henceforth to see my birth - day in- serted among the wonderful events , in the poor Ro- bin's and Aberdeen Almanacks , along with the Black Monday ...
... fair way of becoming as eminent as Thomas a Kempis or John Bunyan ; and you may expect henceforth to see my birth - day in- serted among the wonderful events , in the poor Ro- bin's and Aberdeen Almanacks , along with the Black Monday ...
Strana 10
... Fair B , " is heavenly Miss Burnet , daughter to Lord Monboddo , at whose house I have had the honor to be more than once . There has not been any thing nearly like her , in all the combinations of beauty , grace , and goodness , the ...
... Fair B , " is heavenly Miss Burnet , daughter to Lord Monboddo , at whose house I have had the honor to be more than once . There has not been any thing nearly like her , in all the combinations of beauty , grace , and goodness , the ...
Strana 12
... fair ; How can ye chant , ye little birds , And I sae fu ' o ' care ! * The reader will perceive that the measure of this copy of the " Banks o ' bonie Doon , " differs from that which is Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird 12.
... fair ; How can ye chant , ye little birds , And I sae fu ' o ' care ! * The reader will perceive that the measure of this copy of the " Banks o ' bonie Doon , " differs from that which is Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird 12.
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Reliques of Robert Burns: Consisting Chiefly of Original Letters, Poems, and ... Robert Burns Úplné zobrazenie - 1809 |
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acquaintance Allan Water amang Auld Ayrshire ballad banks beautiful Blacklock bonie lass bosom brother Burns Burns's called charms compliments composed copy Currie's Dalswinton DEAR FRIEND DEAR SIR Dumfries e'en Edinburgh Ellisland excise farewel feelings frae Gavin Hamilton give gude Gypsie Laddie hand happy heart Highland Highland Laddie honest honor idea kind Laddie lady lassie letter Lord Madam Mauchline maun mind misfortune Miss mony morning muse ne'er never night noble O'er the moor old song pleasure poem poet poetic poor present river Doon ROBERT BURNS Roslin Castle Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum Scottish sentiments sing soul sparklin stanza sweet tell thee thing thou thought tion tune verses weel wife WILLIAM BURNS Willie wish words write young
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Strana 13 - That sings upon the bough ; 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' mine. Wi' lightsome heart I pu'da rose, Frae aff its thorny tree ; And my fause luver staw the rose, But left the thorn wi
Strana 278 - 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.
Strana 173 - 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 171 - Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, And 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 12 - Doon, How can ye blume sae fair ! How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae fu' o
Strana 225 - Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride. Thou source of all my bliss, and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so; Thou guide, by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurse of every virtue, fare thee well!
Strana 213 - mid renewing storms: Is it departing pangs my soul alarms ? Or death's unlovely, dreary, dark abode ? For guilt, for guilt, my terrors are in arms; I tremble to approach an angry GOD, And justly smart beneath his sin-avenging rod. Fain would I say,
Strana 211 - An' riches still may fly them, O ; An' tho' at last they catch them fast, Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O. Green grow, &c. But gie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my dearie, O ; An
Strana 185 - But pluck'd and strain'd through ruder hands, Her sweets no longer with her dwells: But scent and beauty both are gone, And leaves fall from her, one by one. Such fate ere long will thee betide When thou hast handled been awhile, With sere flowers to be thrown aside; And I shall sigh, while some will smile, To see thy love to every one Hath brought thee to be loved by none.
Strana 119 - How are you, my dear friend, and how comes on your fifth volume ? You may probably think that for some time past I have neglected you and your work ; but, alas! the hand of pain, sorrow, and care, has these many months lain heavy on me.