The Poetical Works, Zväzok 2Little, Brown, 1863 - 1 strán (strany) |
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... frae Kilmarnock For fun this day , ( of food ) ? chatting -S , weaver 1 Black - bonnet , a cant name for the elder stationed beside the plate at the door for receiving the offerings of the congre- gation . 2 A poor half - witted girl of ...
... frae Kilmarnock For fun this day , ( of food ) ? chatting -S , weaver 1 Black - bonnet , a cant name for the elder stationed beside the plate at the door for receiving the offerings of the congre- gation . 2 A poor half - witted girl of ...
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... frae the Water - fit , 1 Ascends the holy rostrum : primly See , up he's got the Word o ' God , And meek and mim has viewed it , While Common Sense has ta'en the road , And aff and up the Cowgate , 2 Fast , fast that day . rational mode ...
... frae the Water - fit , 1 Ascends the holy rostrum : primly See , up he's got the Word o ' God , And meek and mim has viewed it , While Common Sense has ta'en the road , And aff and up the Cowgate , 2 Fast , fast that day . rational mode ...
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... frae women's laps , Was dealt about in lunches , And dauds that day . hunks In comes a gaucy , gash guidwife , fat - talkative And sits down by the fire , Syne draws her kebbuck and her knife ; cheese 1 Shakspeare's Hamlet . - B. The ...
... frae women's laps , Was dealt about in lunches , And dauds that day . hunks In comes a gaucy , gash guidwife , fat - talkative And sits down by the fire , Syne draws her kebbuck and her knife ; cheese 1 Shakspeare's Hamlet . - B. The ...
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... Frae side to side they bother , Till some ane by his bonnet lays , And gies them't like a tether , Fu ' lang that day . Waesucks ! for him that gets nae lass , Or lasses that hae naething ! Sma ' need has he to say a grace , Or melvie ...
... Frae side to side they bother , Till some ane by his bonnet lays , And gies them't like a tether , Fu ' lang that day . Waesucks ! for him that gets nae lass , Or lasses that hae naething ! Sma ' need has he to say a grace , Or melvie ...
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... frae a w But point the rake that taks the door ; Be to the poor like ony whunstane , And haud their noses to the grunstane ; Ply every art o ' legal thieving ; No matter stick to sound believing ! penny Learn three - mile prayers , and ...
... frae a w But point the rake that taks the door ; Be to the poor like ony whunstane , And haud their noses to the grunstane ; Ply every art o ' legal thieving ; No matter stick to sound believing ! penny Learn three - mile prayers , and ...
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Strana 263 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white - then melts for ever; Or like the Borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride: That hour, o...
Strana 240 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; A-chasing the deer, and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Strana 234 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony 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 280 - The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown That on his head an hour has been ; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee ; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me !" LINES SENT TO SIR JOHN WHITEFOORU OF WHITEFOORD, BART.
Strana 142 - 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 160 - CHORUS. . For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne.
Strana 265 - Wi' his last gasp his gab did gape; Five tomahawks, wi' bluid red-rusted; Five scimitars, wi' murder crusted; A garter, which a babe had strangled; A knife, a father's throat had mangled, Whom his ain son o...
Strana 16 - Here pause — and, thro' the starting tear, Survey this grave. The poor inhabitant below Was quick to learn, and wise to know, And keenly felt the friendly glow, And softer flame ; But thoughtless follies laid him low, And stained his name ! Reader, attend — whether thy soul Soars fancy's flights beyond the pole, Or darkling grubs this earthly hole, In low pursuit ; Know, prudent, cautious self-control Is wisdom's root.
Strana 262 - Kirkton Jean till Monday. She prophesied that, late or soon, Thou would be found deep drown'd in Doon; Or catch'd wi' warlocks in the mirk, By Alloway's auld haunted kirk. Ah, gentle dames ! it gars me greet, To think how...
Strana 269 - Tam wi' furious ettle ; But little wist she Maggie's mettle — Ae spring brought off her master hale, But left behind her ain gray tail : The carlin claught her by the rump, And left poor Maggie scarce a stump. Now, wha this tale o...