The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: Including Several Pieces Not Inserted in Dr. Currie's Edition: Exhibited Under a New Plan of ArrangementPhillips, Sampson, and Company, 1854 - Počet stran: 524 |
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... Guid , or Rigidly Right- eous , ..... 314 The Twa Herds ,. 317 The Calf ,. 321 Holy Willie's Prayer ,. 322 Epitaph , on Holy Willie ,. 325 The Kirk's Alarm , .. 326 Letter to John Goudie , Kilmarnock , on the Publica- tion of his Essays ...
... Guid , or Rigidly Right- eous , ..... 314 The Twa Herds ,. 317 The Calf ,. 321 Holy Willie's Prayer ,. 322 Epitaph , on Holy Willie ,. 325 The Kirk's Alarm , .. 326 Letter to John Goudie , Kilmarnock , on the Publica- tion of his Essays ...
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... guid ! guid faith ! I doubt it ; Say , rather , gaun as Premiers lead him , An ' saying aye or no ' s they bid him : At operas an ' plays parading ; Mortgaging , gambling , masquerading Or , may be , in a frolic daft , To Hague or ...
... guid ! guid faith ! I doubt it ; Say , rather , gaun as Premiers lead him , An ' saying aye or no ' s they bid him : At operas an ' plays parading ; Mortgaging , gambling , masquerading Or , may be , in a frolic daft , To Hague or ...
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... guid ! for her destruction ! Wi ' dissipation , feud , an ' faction . LUATH . Hech man ! dear sirs ! is that the gate They waste sae mony a braw estate ? Are we sae foughten an ' harass'd For gear to gang that gate at last ? O , would ...
... guid ! for her destruction ! Wi ' dissipation , feud , an ' faction . LUATH . Hech man ! dear sirs ! is that the gate They waste sae mony a braw estate ? Are we sae foughten an ' harass'd For gear to gang that gate at last ? O , would ...
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... guid e'en : AULD BRIG . ― I doubt na , frien ' , ye'll think ye're nae sheep - shank Ance ye were streekit o'er from bank to bank ! But gin ye be a brig as auld as me , Tho ' faith , that day I doubt ye'll never see ; There'll be , if ...
... guid e'en : AULD BRIG . ― I doubt na , frien ' , ye'll think ye're nae sheep - shank Ance ye were streekit o'er from bank to bank ! But gin ye be a brig as auld as me , Tho ' faith , that day I doubt ye'll never see ; There'll be , if ...
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... guid Burgh denies protection , And soon may they expire , unbless'd with resurrection AULD BRIG . O ye , my dear - remember'd , ancient yealings , Were ye but here to share my wounded feelings ! Ye worthy Proveses , an ' mony a Bailie ...
... guid Burgh denies protection , And soon may they expire , unbless'd with resurrection AULD BRIG . O ye , my dear - remember'd , ancient yealings , Were ye but here to share my wounded feelings ! Ye worthy Proveses , an ' mony a Bailie ...
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Strana 316 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Strana 81 - They chant their artless notes in simple guise; They tune their hearts, by far the noblest aim : Perhaps ' Dundee's ' wild warbling measures rise, Or plaintive *• Martyrs...
Strana 226 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the Borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; — Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. — Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Strana 141 - I'm truly sorry man's dominion. Has broken nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle At me, thy poor earth-born companion, An...
Strana 422 - Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow; There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me.
Strana 189 - But to conclude my silly rhyme, (I'm scant o' verse, and scant o' time,) To make a happy fire-side clime To weans and wife, That's the true pathos and sublime Of human life.
Strana 83 - While circling Time moves round in an eternal sphere. Compar'd with this, how poor Religion's pride, In all the pomp of method, and of art, When men display to congregations wide, Devotion's ev'ry grace, except the heart!
Strana 384 - By oppression's woes and pains ! By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free ! Lay the proud usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe!
Strana 227 - The doubling storm roars thro' the woods; The lightnings flash from pole to pole; Near and more near the thunders roll: When, glimmering thro' the groaning trees, Kirk-Alloway seem'd in a bleeze, Thro, ilka bore the beams were glancing, And loud resounded mirth and dancing. Inspiring bold John Barleycorn, What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil; Wi' usquabae, we'll face the Devil!
Strana 443 - Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear, Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear ; Thou art sweet as the smile when fond lovers meet, And soft as their parting tear — Jessy ! ALTHO' thou maun never be mine, Altho...