The poetical works and letters of Robert BurnsGall & Inglis, 1859 - Počet stran: 642 |
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... thegither , Were ae day nibbling on the tether , Upon her cloot she coost a hitch , And owre she warsled in the ... the Pressure of Violent Anguish The Death and Dying Words of Poor Maillie.
... thegither , Were ae day nibbling on the tether , Upon her cloot she coost a hitch , And owre she warsled in the ... the Pressure of Violent Anguish The Death and Dying Words of Poor Maillie.
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... thegither ; But now it's gane , and something mair- I'll go and be a sodger ! wealth well together gone , more OH leave novels , ye Mauchline belles , Ye're safer at your spinning - wheel ; Such witching books are baited hooks For ...
... thegither ; But now it's gane , and something mair- I'll go and be a sodger ! wealth well together gone , more OH leave novels , ye Mauchline belles , Ye're safer at your spinning - wheel ; Such witching books are baited hooks For ...
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... the ink : Quoth I , " Before I sleep a wink , I vow I'll close it ; And if ye winna mak it clink , By Jove I'll prose it ! " Sae I've begun to scrawl , but whether In rhyme , or prose , or baith thegither , Or some hotch - potch that's ...
... the ink : Quoth I , " Before I sleep a wink , I vow I'll close it ; And if ye winna mak it clink , By Jove I'll prose it ! " Sae I've begun to scrawl , but whether In rhyme , or prose , or baith thegither , Or some hotch - potch that's ...
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... the bell fellows walking in blood meadows linnets dove coos no , found worldly jostle , push describe buzz over brother We've been owre lang unkenn'd to ither : too , unknown , each Now let us lay our heads thegither , In love fraternal ...
... the bell fellows walking in blood meadows linnets dove coos no , found worldly jostle , push describe buzz over brother We've been owre lang unkenn'd to ither : too , unknown , each Now let us lay our heads thegither , In love fraternal ...
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... The auld guidwife's weel - hoordet nitst Are round and round divided , And mony lads ' and lasses ' fates Are there that night decided : Some kindle , couthie , side by side , And burn thegither trimly ; Some start awa wi ' saucy pride ...
... The auld guidwife's weel - hoordet nitst Are round and round divided , And mony lads ' and lasses ' fates Are there that night decided : Some kindle , couthie , side by side , And burn thegither trimly ; Some start awa wi ' saucy pride ...
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aboon aith amang ance auld baith bard Beneath birks of Aberfeldy blast blate blaw bless blest blow bonnie bonnie lasses bosom braes braw breast BRIG Burns cauld charms chiel daur dear death e'en e'er ELLISLAND fair fame Farewell fate fear fellow Fête Champêtre FINTRY fortune's frae gies grace grief groan guid hame heart Heaven honest honour ither Kilmarnock lass lassie life's Mauchline maun mony morn Mossgiel mourn muckle Muse nae mair Nature's ne'er never night o'er Oh Thou owre plough poet poor pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS sang Scotia's Scotland sing sorrow soul strains sweet ta'en tears tell thee thegither There's toil unco wander weary weel Whigs whistle Whyles wild Willie winds winna woes wretch Ye'll ye're
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Strana 2 - 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 2 - 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 refin'd!
Strana 271 - 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 260 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand or freeman fa', Let him follow me!
Strana 40 - See yonder poor o'er-labored wight. So abject, mean, and vile, Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil ; And see his lordly fellow-worm The poor petition spurn, Unmindful, though a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn.
Strana 2 - And oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle. O Thou! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
Strana 271 - IS there, for honest poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that ? The coward slave we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Strana 133 - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
Strana 147 - And hotch'd and blew wi' might and main, Till first ae caper, syne anither, Tam tint his reason a' thegither And roars out 'Weel done, Cutty-sark!' And in an instant all was dark; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke; As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop!
Strana xxxvii - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...