The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Burns: With Explanatory and Glossarial Notes; and a Life of the AuthorD. Appleton & Company, 1844 - 575 strán (strany) |
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... Hear , Land o ' Cakes , and brither Scots Heard ye o ' the tree o ' France He clench'd his pamphlets in his fist Here Brewer Gabriel's fire ' s extinct Here Holy Willie's sair worn clay · · 150 . 249 573 73 . 195 • · . 219 · 77 . 121 ...
... Hear , Land o ' Cakes , and brither Scots Heard ye o ' the tree o ' France He clench'd his pamphlets in his fist Here Brewer Gabriel's fire ' s extinct Here Holy Willie's sair worn clay · · 150 . 249 573 73 . 195 • · . 219 · 77 . 121 ...
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... Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ' That sacred hour can I forget ? Can I forget the hallow'd grove , Where by the winding Ayr we met , To live one day of parting love ! Etraity will not efface Those records dear of ...
... Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ' That sacred hour can I forget ? Can I forget the hallow'd grove , Where by the winding Ayr we met , To live one day of parting love ! Etraity will not efface Those records dear of ...
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... hear in agonies A husband's and a father's name . ' Tis done , the powerful charm succeeds ; His high reluctant spirit bends ; In bitterness of soul he bleeds , Nor longer with his fate contends . An idiot laugh the welkin rends As ...
... hear in agonies A husband's and a father's name . ' Tis done , the powerful charm succeeds ; His high reluctant spirit bends ; In bitterness of soul he bleeds , Nor longer with his fate contends . An idiot laugh the welkin rends As ...
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... hear in agonies A husband's and a father's name . ' Tis done , the powerful charm succeeds ; His high reluctant spirit bends ; In bitterness of soul he bleeds , Nor longer with his fate contends . An idiot laugh the welkin rends As ...
... hear in agonies A husband's and a father's name . ' Tis done , the powerful charm succeeds ; His high reluctant spirit bends ; In bitterness of soul he bleeds , Nor longer with his fate contends . An idiot laugh the welkin rends As ...
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... hear it a ' , an ' fear an ' tremble ! I see how folk live that hae riches ; But surely poor folk maun be wretches ? LUATH . They're nae sae wretched ' s ane wad think ; Tho ' constantly on poortith's brink : They ' re sae accustom'd wi ...
... hear it a ' , an ' fear an ' tremble ! I see how folk live that hae riches ; But surely poor folk maun be wretches ? LUATH . They're nae sae wretched ' s ane wad think ; Tho ' constantly on poortith's brink : They ' re sae accustom'd wi ...
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amang auld auld lang syne baith banks Bard birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest blythe bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast Burns Caledonia canna cauld charms CHORUS dear dearest dearie Deil Dumfries e'en e'er Ellisland Ev'n ev'ry fair Farewell fate flowers frae glen hame heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest honour ilka Kilmarnock lassie lo'es Lord Mary Mauchline maun monie morning mourn Muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er onie owre pleasure Poet Poet's poor pow'r pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS sang Scotland Scottish sing song sorrow soul sparklin sweet syne tear tell thee There's thine thou hast thro Tune.-The verses wander weary weel Whistle whyles wild Willie wind Ye'll young
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Strana 285 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand or freeman fa', Let him follow me!
Strana 81 - Thy snawie bosom sunward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies...
Strana 281 - 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 ; Know, prudent, cautious self-control, Is wisdom's root.
Strana 31 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme, How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He who bore in Heaven the second name Had not on earth whereon to lay His head ; How...
Strana 525 - IT was a' for our rightfu' King, We left fair Scotland's strand ; It was a' for our rightfu' King We e'er saw Irish land, My dear ; We e'er saw Irish land. Now a' is done that men can do, And a...
Strana 319 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Strana 32 - While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere. Compar'd with this, how poor Religion's pride, In all the pomp of method and of art, When men display to congregations wide, Devotion's...
Strana 19 - Wi' mony an eldritch skreech and hollow. Ah, Tam! Ah, Tam! thou'll get thy fairin! In hell they'll roast thee like a herrin! In vain thy Kate awaits thy comin! Kate soon will be a woefu
Strana 249 - O wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see us ! It wad frae monie a blunder free us And foolish notion : What airs in dress an
Strana 29 - What makes the youth sae bashfu' an' sae grave: Weel pleased to think her bairn's respected like the lave. O happy love! where love like this is found! O heartfelt raptures! bliss beyond compare! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, 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...