Selections from the Poetry of Robert BurnsAllyn and Bacon, 1898 - 134 strán (strany) |
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Selections from the Poetry of Robert Burns: With Notes, Introduction, and ... Robert Burns Úplné zobrazenie - 1898 |
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aboon Alloway Kirk amang Auld Brig auld lang syne banks of Ayr bard Beneath blast blest bonnie bonnie Doon braes Brig brother Gilbert Burns's Coila's composed Cotter's Saturday Night daisy dear Doon Dugald Stewart Edinburgh Ellisland epistle Ev'n ev'ry Farewell farm favorite feeling Flow gently flower frae genius hame heart Highland Mary honest honor John Anderson joys Kirkoswald Lapraik man's maun mony Mossgiel mourn Muse Nannie's awa Nature's ne'er never o'er owre plough ploughman poem poet poet's poetic poetry poor pow'r pride rhyme river Ayr roar Robert Burns rustic sang Sark says Scotch Scotia's Scotland Scots Scottish Shanter sing snaw song soul sport in Scotland stanza Stopford Brooke stream sugh sweet Afton thee thou thro trees unco verse Wallace wander weary Whare wild winds winter woods Wordsworth wretched yokin youth ΙΟ
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Strana 82 - Ye banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O
Strana 12 - 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 ; Wi...
Strana 14 - 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 89 - 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 41 - Whare sits our sulky, sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm. This truth fand honest Tam o...
Strana 14 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page, How Abram was the friend of God on high ; Or, Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny ; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire ; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry ; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire ; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Strana 83 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine ; But we've wander'd mony a weary foot Sin auld lang syne.
Strana 13 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha-Bible, ance his father's pride; His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care; And "Let us worship God!
Strana 12 - 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...
Strana 15 - An honest man's the noblest work of God ; " 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 refined...