The Burns Calendar: A Manual of Burnsiana; Relating Events in the Poet's History, Names Associated with His Life and Writings, a Concise Bibliography, and a Record of Burns Relics ...J. M'Kie, 1874 - 74 strán (strany) |
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1865 Edinburgh 25th January aged AGNES BROUN ALEXANDER Alexander Nasmyth ALLAN CUNNINGHAM Auld Ayrshire Bard born BURNS CENTENARY Burns"-died CADELL & DAVIES celebrated Centenary Poem CHRONOLOGICAL AND TOPOGRAPHICAL Clarinda copies correspondent of Burns Currie CURRIE'S dates are placed DAVID died Dumfries Edinburgh Edinburgh patron EDITIONS OF BURNS Editions without dates editor Ellisland Engravings FERGUSON friend and correspondent friend of Burns GEORGE Gilbert Burns Glasgow Glencairn honour I2mo ISA CRAIG James Ballantine JAMES M'KIE Kilmarnock Kilmarnock Edition KNOWN EDITIONS Letter from Burns London Masonic Mauchline Mausoleum Memoir of Burns Miller Montrose Monument Nasmyth Newcastle-on-Tyne Nicol Burns patron of Burns Poet Poet's handwriting Poet's widow Poetical portrait of Burns Presented printed published Riddel Robert Burns ROBERT CHAMBERS Scotland Scots Scottish Shanter Songs Stewart Tarbolton THOMAS thou TOPOGRAPHICAL TABLE Vignette volume W. P. NIMMO William Burns WILLIAM CREECH WILLIAM NICOL Woodcuts written York
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Strana 12 - O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent! Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content!
Strana 12 - And wi' the lave ilk merry morn Could rank my rig and lass, Still shearing, and clearing The tither stocked raw, Wi' claivers, an' haivers, Wearing the day awa : Ev'n then a wish, (I mind its power,) A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast ; That I for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan, or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least.
Strana 12 - No sculptured marble here, nor pompous lay, ' No storied urn nor animated bust ;' This simple stone directs pale Scotia's way To pour her sorrows o'er her poet's dust.
Strana 12 - Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Strana 12 - ... that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks 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 12 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd 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 5 - Is there a man whose judgment clear, Can others teach the course to steer, Yet runs, himself, life's mad career, Wild as the wave; Here pause — and, thro' the starting tear, Survey this grave.
Strana 9 - 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...