The Works of Robert Burns: Containing His LifeJudd, Loomis, 1837 - 425 strán (strany) |
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Strana xiv
... sing a sang , at least : The rough bur - thistle spreading wide Amang the bearded bear , I turn'd the weeder - clips aside , And spared the symbol dear . " He is hardly to be envied who can contemplate without emotion , this exquisite ...
... sing a sang , at least : The rough bur - thistle spreading wide Amang the bearded bear , I turn'd the weeder - clips aside , And spared the symbol dear . " He is hardly to be envied who can contemplate without emotion , this exquisite ...
Strana xxx
... sing the simple old song of The Life and Age of Man . " In Man was made to Mourn , Burns appears to have taken many hints from this ancient ballad , which begins thus : " Upon the sixteen hundred year of God , and fifty - three , Frae ...
... sing the simple old song of The Life and Age of Man . " In Man was made to Mourn , Burns appears to have taken many hints from this ancient ballad , which begins thus : " Upon the sixteen hundred year of God , and fifty - three , Frae ...
Strana xxxix
... sing thee a song in thy praise : My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream , Flow gently , sweet Afton , disturb not her dream . How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below , Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft ...
... sing thee a song in thy praise : My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream , Flow gently , sweet Afton , disturb not her dream . How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below , Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft ...
Strana lx
... sing . I have no dearer aim than to have it in my power , unplagued with the routine of business , for which , Heaven knows , I am unfit enough , to make leisurely pilgrimages through Caledonia ; to sit on the fields of her battles , to ...
... sing . I have no dearer aim than to have it in my power , unplagued with the routine of business , for which , Heaven knows , I am unfit enough , to make leisurely pilgrimages through Caledonia ; to sit on the fields of her battles , to ...
Strana lxi
... singing , lone , the lingering hours , I shelter in thy honour'd shade . Here wealth still swells the golden tide , As ... sing in rustic lore , Haply my sires have left their shed , And faced grim danger's loudest roar , Bold following ...
... singing , lone , the lingering hours , I shelter in thy honour'd shade . Here wealth still swells the golden tide , As ... sing in rustic lore , Haply my sires have left their shed , And faced grim danger's loudest roar , Bold following ...
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Strana 184 - 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 loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met - or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Strana 52 - Wi' his last gasp his gab did gape; Five tomahawks, wi' blude red-rusted ; Five scymitars, wi' murder crusted ; A garter, which a babe had strangled ; A knife, a father's throat had mangled, Whom his ain son o...
Strana 36 - mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, "When upward-springing, blythe, to greet, The purpling east. Cauld blew the bitter-biting north Upon thy early, humble birth ; Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above the parent earth Thy tender form. The flaunting flowers our gardens yield, High shelt'ring woods and wa's maun shield ; But thou, beneath the random bield O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field Unseen, alane.
Strana 52 - Kate soon will be a woefu' woman! Now, do thy speedy utmost, Meg, And win the key-stane of the brig; There, at them thou thy tail may toss, A running stream they dare na cross! But ere the key-stane she could make, The fient a tail she had to shake: For Nannie, far before the rest, Hard upon noble Maggie prest, And flew at Tam wi' furious ettle; But little wist she Maggie's mettle!
Strana xiv - In short, she, altogether unwittingly to herself, initiated me in that delicious passion, which, in spite of acid disappointment, gin-horse prudence, and book-worm philosophy, I hold to be the first of human joys, our dearest blessing here below...
Strana 42 - A set o' dull conceited hashes Confuse their brains in college classes ! They gang in stirks, and come out asses, Plain truth to speak; An' syne they think to climb Parnassus By dint o
Strana 54 - Is there a man, whose judgment clear Can others teach the course to steer, Yet runs, himself, life's mad career, Wild as the wave ; Here pause— and, through 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 stain'd his name ! Reader, attend — whether thy soul Soars fancy's flights beyond the pole, Or darkling grubs this earthly hole, In low pursuit...
Strana 33 - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope 'springs exulting on triumphant wing' That thus they all shall meet in future days: There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear; While circling Time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Strana 208 - 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 xlviii - His person was strong and robust : his manners rustic, not clownish ; a sort of dignified plainness and simplicity, which received part of its effect perhaps from one's knowledge of his extraordinary talents. His features are represented in Mr Nasmyth's picture, but to me it conveys the idea that they are diminished as if seen in perspective. I think his countenance was more massive than it looks in any of the portraits.