The Works of Robert Burns: With an Account of His Life, and Criticism on His WritingsJ. Crissey and J. Grigg, 1831 - 438 strán (strany) |
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... red ; But never more shall poet tread Thy airy heights , thy woodland reign , Since he the sweetest bard is dead That ever breath'd the soothing strain . BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH of the Author ,. On the Death of & ON THE DEATH OF BURNS .
... red ; But never more shall poet tread Thy airy heights , thy woodland reign , Since he the sweetest bard is dead That ever breath'd the soothing strain . BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH of the Author ,. On the Death of & ON THE DEATH OF BURNS .
Strana xi
... Bard , gone to the West Indies , 47 The Twa Dogs , a Tale , Scotch Drink , 3 To a Haggis , 48 5 A Dedication to Gavin Hamilton , Esq . ib . To a Louse , on seeing one on a Lady's Bonnet at Church , 49 • · • 7 Address to Edinburgh , 50 ...
... Bard , gone to the West Indies , 47 The Twa Dogs , a Tale , Scotch Drink , 3 To a Haggis , 48 5 A Dedication to Gavin Hamilton , Esq . ib . To a Louse , on seeing one on a Lady's Bonnet at Church , 49 • · • 7 Address to Edinburgh , 50 ...
Strana xii
... Bard presented her ,. Sonnet , written on the 25th of January , 1793 , the Birth - day of the Author . on 123 122 Elegy on the Year 1788 , a Sketch , Verses written under the Portrait of Fergusson , the Poct , . ib . The Guidwife of ...
... Bard presented her ,. Sonnet , written on the 25th of January , 1793 , the Birth - day of the Author . on 123 122 Elegy on the Year 1788 , a Sketch , Verses written under the Portrait of Fergusson , the Poct , . ib . The Guidwife of ...
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... bard of no regard , Bonnie wee thing , cannie wee thing , 112 I am a fiddler to my trade , day , But lately seen in gladsome green , By Allan stream I chanced to rove , By yon castle wa ' , at the close of the C. Ca ' the yowes to the ...
... bard of no regard , Bonnie wee thing , cannie wee thing , 112 I am a fiddler to my trade , day , But lately seen in gladsome green , By Allan stream I chanced to rove , By yon castle wa ' , at the close of the C. Ca ' the yowes to the ...
Strana xv
... hill , Yon wild mossy mountains , 76 Young Jockey was the blithest lad , Young Peggy blooms our bonniest lass , 102 You're welcome to Despots , Dumourier , MY LORDS AND GENTLEMEN , A Scottish Bard , proud CONTENTS . XV.
... hill , Yon wild mossy mountains , 76 Young Jockey was the blithest lad , Young Peggy blooms our bonniest lass , 102 You're welcome to Despots , Dumourier , MY LORDS AND GENTLEMEN , A Scottish Bard , proud CONTENTS . XV.
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acquaintance amang auld Ayrshire banks bard beautiful blaw bonnie bonnie lass bosom braes braw brother character charms claut dear Dumfries Dunlop e'en e'er Earl of Glencairn Edinburgh Ellisland ev'ry fair farm father favour flower frae genius Gilbert Burns glen hame happy heart Heaven Highland honour humble humour ilka Jenny Geddes kind labour lass lassie letter lo'es Lord mair Mauchline maun mind mony morning muse nature ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poems poet poetical poetry poor powers pride racter Ramsay rhyme ROBERT BURNS rustic scenes Scot Scotland Scottish sentiments sing skelpin songs soul sweet talents Tarbolton taste tears thee thou thought thro tion TUNE unco verses weel Whyles wild William Burnes Willie wind ye'll young
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Strana 143 - I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans 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 lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Strana 96 - Let him follow me! 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! Liberty's in every blow!
Strana 102 - A man's a man for a' that : For a' that, an' a' that, Their tinsel show, and a' that ; The honest man, though e'er sae poor, Is king o' men, for a' that. Ye see yon birkie, ca'da lord, Wha struts, and stares, and a' that ; Tho' hundreds worship at his word. He's but a coof. for a' that. For a' that, and a' that, His riband, star, and a' that, The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a
Strana 87 - SAW ye bonnie Lesley As she gaed o'er the border? She's gane, like Alexander, To spread her conquests farther. To see her is to love her, And love but her for ever; For Nature made her what she is, And ne'er made sic anither! Thou art a queen, Fair Lesley, Thy subjects we, before thee; Thou art divine, Fair Lesley. The hearts o
Strana 44 - And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
Strana 70 - Nick, in shape o' beast ; A towzie tyke, black, grim, and large, To gie them music was his charge : He screw'd the pipes and gart them skirl, Till roof and rafters a
Strana 42 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek...
Strana 42 - 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 heart-felt 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...
Strana 30 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, '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 47 - WEE, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem : To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.