The Works of Robert Burns: With an Account of His Life, and a Criticism on His Writings; to which are Prefixed, Some Observations on the Character and Condition of the Scottish Peasantry, Zväzok 4F. Lucas, jun. and J. Cushing, 1815 |
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... thing nearly like her , in all the combinations of beauty , grace , and good- ness , the Great Creator has formed , since Milton's Eve on the first day of her existence . My direction is - care of Andrew Bruce , mer- chant , Bridge ...
... thing nearly like her , in all the combinations of beauty , grace , and good- ness , the Great Creator has formed , since Milton's Eve on the first day of her existence . My direction is - care of Andrew Bruce , mer- chant , Bridge ...
Strana 10
... thing would happen , I was downright thunder - struck , and trembling in every nerve made the best return in my power . Just as I had finished , some of the grand officers said , so loud that I could hear , with a most comforting accent ...
... thing would happen , I was downright thunder - struck , and trembling in every nerve made the best return in my power . Just as I had finished , some of the grand officers said , so loud that I could hear , with a most comforting accent ...
Strana 13
... thing which was to be demonstrated , that strong pride of reasoning , with a little affectation of sin- gularity , may mislead the best of hearts . I , like- wise , since you and I were first acquainted , in the pride of despising old ...
... thing which was to be demonstrated , that strong pride of reasoning , with a little affectation of sin- gularity , may mislead the best of hearts . I , like- wise , since you and I were first acquainted , in the pride of despising old ...
Strana 15
... things an unco slight ; Auld Reekie aye he kept it tight , And trig an ' braw : But now they'll busk her like a fright , Willie's awa ! III . The stiffest o ' them a ' he bow'd , The bauldest o ' them a ' he cow'd ; They durst nae mair ...
... things an unco slight ; Auld Reekie aye he kept it tight , And trig an ' braw : But now they'll busk her like a fright , Willie's awa ! III . The stiffest o ' them a ' he bow'd , The bauldest o ' them a ' he cow'd ; They durst nae mair ...
Strana 20
... thing generous ; but the stateliness of the patricians in Edinburgh , and the servility of my plebeian brethren , ( who perhaps formerly eyed me askance ) , since I returned home , have nearly put me out of conceit altogether with my ...
... thing generous ; but the stateliness of the patricians in Edinburgh , and the servility of my plebeian brethren , ( who perhaps formerly eyed me askance ) , since I returned home , have nearly put me out of conceit altogether with my ...
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Strana 306 - Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears 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.
Strana 247 - 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 242 - Forgive my foul offence !' Fain promise never more to disobey ; But, should my author health again dispense, Again I might desert fair virtue's way ; Again in folly's path might go astray ; Again exalt the brute and sink the man ; Then how should I for heavenly mercy pray, Who act so counter heavenly mercy's plan?
Strana 203 - Came tearing his hair most piteouslie. " 0 hald your tongue, my father," he says, " And see that ye dinna weep for me ! For they may ravish me o' my life, But they canna banish me fro
Strana 239 - Green grow the rashes, O ; Green grow the rashes, O ; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent am'ang the lasses, O ! THERE'S nought but care on ev'ry han', In ev'ry hour that passes, O ; What signifies the life o' man, An
Strana 233 - ... it pleasure — but something which exalts me, something which enraptures me — than to walk in the sheltered side of a wood, or high plantation, in a cloudy winter day, and hear the stormy wind howling among the trees, and raving over the plain.
Strana 227 - BURNESS ; a man who had little art in making money, and still less in keeping it ; but was, however, a man of some sense, a great deal of honesty, and unbounded good-will to every creature, rational and irrational.
Strana 134 - MARY'S DREAM. THE moon had climbed the highest hill Which rises o'er the source of Dee, And from the eastern summit shed Her silver light on tower and tree, When Mary laid her down to sleep, Her thoughts on Sandy far at sea, When, soft and low, a voice was heard, Saying,
Strana 306 - 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 11 - Thou minds me o' the happy days When my fause luve was true. " Thou'll break my heart, thou bonie bird That sings beside thy mate ; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o