The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: With a Sketch of the Author's Life, Том 2Little, Brown, 1865 |
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... never be Peace till Jamie comes Lament for James , Earl of Glencairn Lines to Sir John Whitefoord Third Epistle to Mr. Graham of Fintry Address to the Shade of Thomson SONG - Lovely Davies SONG - The Bonny Wee Thing . To Mr. Maxwell of ...
... never be Peace till Jamie comes Lament for James , Earl of Glencairn Lines to Sir John Whitefoord Third Epistle to Mr. Graham of Fintry Address to the Shade of Thomson SONG - Lovely Davies SONG - The Bonny Wee Thing . To Mr. Maxwell of ...
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... never - failing assistant at the Mauchline sacraments . His personal appearance and style of oratory were exactly such as described by the poet . He dwelt chiefly on the terrors of the law . On one occasion , he told the audience that ...
... never - failing assistant at the Mauchline sacraments . His personal appearance and style of oratory were exactly such as described by the poet . He dwelt chiefly on the terrors of the law . On one occasion , he told the audience that ...
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... never fails , on drinking deep , To kittle up our notion By night or day . The lads and lasses , blithely bent To mind baith saul and body , Sit round the table weel content , And steer about the toddy . learning crams small - beer On ...
... never fails , on drinking deep , To kittle up our notion By night or day . The lads and lasses , blithely bent To mind baith saul and body , Sit round the table weel content , And steer about the toddy . learning crams small - beer On ...
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... never think , Come , mourn wi ' me ! Our billie's gien us a ' a jink , 1 And owre the sea . Lament him a ' ye rantin ' core , Wha dearly like a random - splore , Nae mair he'll join the merry roar In social key ; For now he's ta'en ...
... never think , Come , mourn wi ' me ! Our billie's gien us a ' a jink , 1 And owre the sea . Lament him a ' ye rantin ' core , Wha dearly like a random - splore , Nae mair he'll join the merry roar In social key ; For now he's ta'en ...
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... milder feature Of our poor sinfu ' , córrupt nature : Ye'll get the best o ' moral works , ' Mang black Gentoos and pagan Turks , beat cannot Or hunters wild on Ponotaxi , Wha never heard of 18 DEDICATION TO GAVIN HAMILTON . [ 1786 .
... milder feature Of our poor sinfu ' , córrupt nature : Ye'll get the best o ' moral works , ' Mang black Gentoos and pagan Turks , beat cannot Or hunters wild on Ponotaxi , Wha never heard of 18 DEDICATION TO GAVIN HAMILTON . [ 1786 .
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Стр. 263 - 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...
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Стр. 266 - Whom his ain son o' life bereft, The grey hairs yet stack to the heft ; Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which ev"n to name wad be unlawfu'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious : The piper loud and louder blew ; The dancers quick and quicker flew ; They...
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