 I am nae Poet, in a sense, But just a Rhymer, like, by chance, An' hae to learning nae pretence, Yet, what the matter ? Whene'er my Muse does on me glance, I jingle at her. Your critic-folk may cock their nose, And say, ' How can you e'er propose, You...  Annual Burns Chronicle and Club Directory - Strana 1611893Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | George Adams - 1886 - Počet stránok 348
...life, to be judged, if merit it has, by its merits alone. THE AUTHOB. 1 GIVE WHAT NATURE GAVE ME. " I am nae poet, in a sense, But just a rhymer, like, by chance, An' hae to learning nae pretense ; Yet what tha' matter ? Whene'er my muse does on me glance, I jingle... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1887 - Počet stránok 400
...spell, I to the crambo-jingle fell, Tho' rude an' rough, Yet crooning to a body's sel, Does weel eneugh. I am nae Poet, in a sense, But just a Rhymer, like, by chance, An' hae to learning nae pretence, Yet, what the matter? Whene'er mv Muse does on me glance, I jingle at... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1889 - Počet stránok 328
...the crambo-jingle fell, 45 Though rude an' rough ; Yet crooning to a body's sel' Does weel eneugh. I am nae poet, in a sense, But just a rhymer like by chance, 50 An' hae to learning nae pretence, Yet what the matter? Whene'er my Muse does on me glance, Your... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1889 - Počet stránok 634
...An' closed her ecn amang the dead ! FROM 'AN EPISTLE TO JOHN LAPRAIK, AN OLD SCOTTISH BARD.' I am nac Poet, in a sense, But just a Rhymer like, by chance, An' hae to learning nae pretence, Yet, what the matter ? Whene'er my Muse does on me glance, I jingle at... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1892 - Počet stránok 132
...no poet in a sense, And have to learning no pretence But just a rhymer, like by chance, But 't is no matter! Whene'er my Muse does on me glance, I jingle at her. Your critic folk may cock their nose, And say, " How can you e'er propose, You, who know hardly verse... | |
 | James Craig Higgins - 1893 - Počet stránok 252
...body's eel' Does weel enough. I'm nae a poet in a sense, But just a rhymer, like, by chance, And hae to learning nae pretence. Yet what the matter ? Whene'er my muse does on me glance, I jingle at her. Your critic folk may cock their nose, And say, •' How can you e'er propose, You, wha ken hardly verse... | |
 | Lady Strachey (Jane Maria) - 1894 - Počet stránok 376
...sel', Does weel eneugh. I am nae poet, in a sense, Burns. But just a rhymer, like, by chance, An' ha'e to learning nae pretence, Yet, what the matter ? Whene'er my muse does on me glance, I jingle at her. Your critic-folk may cock their nose, And say, " How can you e'er propose, You wha ken hardly verse... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1895 - Počet stránok 512
...I to the crambo-jingle fell, Tho' rude an' rough. Yet crooning4 to a body's sel, Does weel eneugh. I am nae Poet, in a sense, But just a Rhymer like, by chance, An' hae to learning nae pretence, Yet, what the matter? Whene'er my Muse does on me glance, I jingle at... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1895 - Počet stránok 656
...head, An' closed her een amang the dead ! FROM 'AN EPISTLE TO JOHN LAPRAIK, AN OLD SCOTTISH BARD.' I am nae Poet, in a sense, But just a Rhymer like, by chance, An' hae to learning nae pretence, Yet, what the matter ? Whene'er my Muse does on me glance, I jingle at... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - Počet stránok 566
...rougher sea, 65 And whelmed in deeper gulfs than he. ROBERT BURNS (1769-1796) From LINES TO JOHN LAPRAIK I am nae poet, in a sense, But just a rhymer like by chance, 50 An' hae to learning nae pretence; Yet what the matter? Whene'er my Muse does on me glance, I jingle... | |
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