Reliques of Robert Burns: Consisting Chiefly of Original Letters, Poems, and Critical Observations on Scottish SongsBradford and Inskeep, 1809 - 294 strán (strany) |
Vyhľadávanie v obsahu knihy
Výsledky 1 - 5 z 37.
Strana xx
... soul desires . Ae fond kiss and then we sever , Here's a health to them that's awa 277 278 279 Now bank and brae are claith'd in green 280 O how can I be blythe and glad - Out over the Forth , I look to the north ibid . 281 As I was a ...
... soul desires . Ae fond kiss and then we sever , Here's a health to them that's awa 277 278 279 Now bank and brae are claith'd in green 280 O how can I be blythe and glad - Out over the Forth , I look to the north ibid . 281 As I was a ...
Strana 15
... soul I can- not : and lest you should mistake the cause of my si- lence , I just sit down to tell you so . Don't give your- self credit though , that the strength of your logic scares me the truth is , I never mean to meet you on that ...
... soul I can- not : and lest you should mistake the cause of my si- lence , I just sit down to tell you so . Don't give your- self credit though , that the strength of your logic scares me the truth is , I never mean to meet you on that ...
Strana 29
... soul in her wanderings through the weary , thorny wilderness of this world - God knows I am ill - fitted for the struggle : I glory in being a Poet , and I want to be thought a wise man - I would fondly be generous , and I wish to be ...
... soul in her wanderings through the weary , thorny wilderness of this world - God knows I am ill - fitted for the struggle : I glory in being a Poet , and I want to be thought a wise man - I would fondly be generous , and I wish to be ...
Strana 30
... soul is vastly clearer than when I wrote you last . For the first time , yesterday I cross- ed the room on crutches . It would do your heart good to see my bardship , not on my poetic , but on my oaken stilts ; throwing my best leg with ...
... soul is vastly clearer than when I wrote you last . For the first time , yesterday I cross- ed the room on crutches . It would do your heart good to see my bardship , not on my poetic , but on my oaken stilts ; throwing my best leg with ...
Strana 34
... soul of me , use it to any person for whom I have the twentieth part of the esteem , every one must have for you who knows you . As I leave town in three or four days , 34 To Miss Mn, Saturday noon, St James's Square, Newtown, Edin ...
... soul of me , use it to any person for whom I have the twentieth part of the esteem , every one must have for you who knows you . As I leave town in three or four days , 34 To Miss Mn, Saturday noon, St James's Square, Newtown, Edin ...
Iné vydania - Zobraziť všetky
Reliques of Robert Burns: Consisting Chiefly of Original Letters, Poems, and ... Robert Burns Úplné zobrazenie - 1813 |
Reliques of Robert Burns: Consisting Chiefly of Original Letters, Poems, and ... Robert Burns Úplné zobrazenie - 1809 |
Reliques of Robert Burns: Consisting Chiefly of Original Letters, Poems, and ... Robert Burns Úplné zobrazenie - 1809 |
Časté výrazy a frázy
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
Populárne pasáže
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.