The Complete Works Of Robert Burns1845 |
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Strana xi
... sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon. 164 .208 . 228 105 10 214 . 180 . 192 142 . 131 Fairest maid on Devon banks 129 As Mailie an ' her lambs thegither Awa wi ' your witchcraft o ' beauty's alarms A ' ye wha live by soups o ' drink ...
... sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon. 164 .208 . 228 105 10 214 . 180 . 192 142 . 131 Fairest maid on Devon banks 129 As Mailie an ' her lambs thegither Awa wi ' your witchcraft o ' beauty's alarms A ' ye wha live by soups o ' drink ...
Strana xii
... sweet warbling woodlark , stay O tell na me o ' wind and rain O this is no my ain lassie O Thou dread Power who reign'st above O Thou Great Being , what thou art O Thou pale orb , that silent shines , O Thou , the first , the greatest ...
... sweet warbling woodlark , stay O tell na me o ' wind and rain O this is no my ain lassie O Thou dread Power who reign'st above O Thou Great Being , what thou art O Thou pale orb , that silent shines , O Thou , the first , the greatest ...
Strana xiv
... Sweet fa's the eve on Craigie- burn ' 68. Mr T to Mr B. Thanks 69. Mr B. to Mr T. O Lassie , art thou sleeping yet , ' and the 70. Mr B. to Mr T. PAGE this is no my ain lassie Now Spring has clad the grove in green'- O bonnie was yon ...
... Sweet fa's the eve on Craigie- burn ' 68. Mr T to Mr B. Thanks 69. Mr B. to Mr T. O Lassie , art thou sleeping yet , ' and the 70. Mr B. to Mr T. PAGE this is no my ain lassie Now Spring has clad the grove in green'- O bonnie was yon ...
Strana xxix
... sweet , sonsie lass . In short , she altogether , unwittingly to herself , initiated me in that delicious passion , which , in spite of acid disappointment , gin - horse pru- dence , and book - worm philosophy , I hold to be the first ...
... sweet , sonsie lass . In short , she altogether , unwittingly to herself , initiated me in that delicious passion , which , in spite of acid disappointment , gin - horse pru- dence , and book - worm philosophy , I hold to be the first ...
Strana xxxix
... sweet in Zion glide , He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God ! " he say with solemn No air . They chant their artless notes in simple guise ; They tune their hearts , by far the noblest aim : Perhaps Dundee's ...
... sweet in Zion glide , He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God ! " he say with solemn No air . They chant their artless notes in simple guise ; They tune their hearts , by far the noblest aim : Perhaps Dundee's ...
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Strana 137 - 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 139 - By oppression's woes and pains ! By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free ! Lay the proud usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe!
Strana 97 - Tam ! hadst thou but been sae wise, As ta'en thy ain wife Kate's advice ! She tauld thee weel thou was a skellum, A blethering, blustering, drunken blellum ; That frae November till October, Ae market-day thou was nae sober ; That ilka melder, wi...
Strana 123 - I aft hae kissed sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly ; And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Strana 122 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was f u...
Strana 80 - My lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish end, My dearest meed, a friend's esteem and praise: To you I sing, in simple Scottish lays, The lowly train in life's sequester'd scene, The native feelings strong, the guileless ways, What Aiken in a cottage would have been; Ah! tho' his worth unknown, far happier there I ween! November chill blaws loud wi...
Strana 97 - Or catch'd wi' warlocks in the mirk, By Alloway's auld haunted kirk. Ah, gentle dames ! it gars me greet, To think how mony counsels sweet, How mony lengthen'd, sage advices, The husband frae the wife despises! But to our tale : Ae market night, Tam had got planted unco right; Fast by an ingle, bleezing finely, Wi...
Strana 70 - tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Strana xxxi - Poesy was still a darling walk for my mind ; but it was only indulged in according to the humour of the hour. I had usually half a dozen or more pieces on hand ; I took up one or other, as it suited the momentary tone of the mind, and dismissed the work as it bordered on fatigue. My passions, when once lighted up, raged like so many devils, till they got vent in rhyme , and then the conning over my verses, like a spell, soothed all into quiet!
Strana 21 - As cold waters to a thirsty soul, so is good news from a far country.