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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Strana xiii
... Bonnie lassie will ye go , 107 I. 90 106 I am a 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 ...
... Bonnie lassie will ye go , 107 I. 90 106 I am a 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 ...
Strana xiv
... bonnie lass , On Cessnock banks there lives a lass , One night as I did wander , . Let me ryke up to dight that tear , Let not woman e'er complain Long , long the night , Loud blaw the frosty breezes , Louis , what reck I by thee ,. M ...
... bonnie lass , On Cessnock banks there lives a lass , One night as I did wander , . Let me ryke up to dight that tear , Let not woman e'er complain Long , long the night , Loud blaw the frosty breezes , Louis , what reck I by thee ,. M ...
Strana xv
... bonnie , bonnie lass , There was a lad was born at Kyle , There was a lass and she was fair ,. There were five carlins in the South , Thickest night o'erhang my dwelling ! Thine am I , my faithful fair , Tho ' cruel fate should bid us ...
... bonnie , bonnie lass , There was a lad was born at Kyle , There was a lass and she was fair ,. There were five carlins in the South , Thickest night o'erhang my dwelling ! Thine am I , my faithful fair , Tho ' cruel fate should bid us ...
Strana 3
... bonnie day in June , When wearing thro ' the afternoon , Twa dogs that were na thrang at hame , Forgather'd ance upon a time . The first I'll name , they ca'd him Cæsar , Was keepit for his Honour's pleasure : His hair , his size , his ...
... bonnie day in June , When wearing thro ' the afternoon , Twa dogs that were na thrang at hame , Forgather'd ance upon a time . The first I'll name , they ca'd him Cæsar , Was keepit for his Honour's pleasure : His hair , his size , his ...
Strana 9
... bonnie face , But yet I canna name ye . " Quo ' she , an ' laughin as she spak , An ' taks me by the hands , " Ye , for my sake , hae gi'en the feck Of a'the ten commands A screed some day . V. " My name is Fun - your cronie dear , The ...
... bonnie face , But yet I canna name ye . " Quo ' she , an ' laughin as she spak , An ' taks me by the hands , " Ye , for my sake , hae gi'en the feck Of a'the ten commands A screed some day . V. " My name is Fun - your cronie dear , The ...
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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.