 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...  Burns Chronicle and Club Directory - Strana 1591893Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | Bertram Waldrom Matz - 1917
...rhyme for fun. His next was : — I am nae Poet in. a sense, But just a ryhmer like by chance, And ha'e to learning nae pretence ; Yet what the matter ? Whene'er my muse does on me glance, I jingle at her. A third apt quotation is : — ,An anxious e'e, I never throws, Behint my lug or by my nose ; I jouk... | |
 | Carolyn Wells - 1917 - Počet stránok 167
...Elocutionist 1 5 1 Ballade of Ecclesiastes 155 The Order of The Literati . . , . - . 157 BAUBLES ' T AM nae Poet, in a sense, -*• But just a Rhymer, like, by chance, An' hae to learning nae pretense, Yet, what the matter? Whene'er my Muse does on me glance, I jingle at... | |
 | Ernest Bernbaum - 1918 - Počet stránok 364
...us, FROM EPISTLE TO J. LAPRAIK 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 wha ken hardly verse... | |
 | Ernest Bernbaum - 1918 - Počet stránok 364
...foolish notion; What airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us, An' ev'n devotion ! FROM EPISTLE TO J. LAPRAIK 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... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1920 - Počet stránok 272
...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 my muse does on me glance, I jingle at... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1921
...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, l jingle at her. Your critic-folk may cock their nose, And say, ' How can you e'er propose, You wha... | |
 | William Shirley Tomkinson - 1921 - Počet stránok 228
...interleaved editions, and so make possible the addition of old and new favourites. CHAPTER V ON VERSE-MAKING I am nae poet, in a sense ; But just a rhymer like by chance. And hae to learning no pretence. But what's the matter ? I too will something make And joy in the making... | |
 | Elizabeth Atkins - 1922 - Počet stránok 361
...himself : I am nae poet, in a sense, But just a rhymer like, by chance, And hae to learning nae pretense, Yet what the matter? Whene'er my muse does on me glance, I jingle at her.2 Most of the self -depreciatory writers, by their very abnegation of the title, exalt the supreme... | |
 | Elizabeth Atkins - 1922 - Počet stránok 361
...unparalleled to find so sweeping a revolutionist of poetic traditions as Burns saying of himself : I am nae poet, in a sense, But just a rhymer like, by chance, And hae to learning nae pretense, Yet what the matter? Whene'er my muse does on me glance, I jingle... | |
 | Marguerite Ogden Bigelow Wilkinson - 1925 - Počet stránok 316
...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' ha'e to learning nae pretence, Yet, what the matter? Whene'er my muse does on me glance, I jingle at... | |
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