The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... tear : But come , all ye offspring of Folly so true , And flowers let us cull for Eliza's cold bier . We'll search thro ' the garden for each silly flower , We'll roam thro ' the forest for each idle weed ; But chiefly the nettle , so ...
... tear : But come , all ye offspring of Folly so true , And flowers let us cull for Eliza's cold bier . We'll search thro ' the garden for each silly flower , We'll roam thro ' the forest for each idle weed ; But chiefly the nettle , so ...
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... tears imbued . Revers'd that redoubtable in war , spear , Reclin'd that banner , erst in fields unfurl'd , That like a ... tear , The helpless poor mix with the orphan's cry ; The drooping arts surround their patron's bier , And grateful ...
... tears imbued . Revers'd that redoubtable in war , spear , Reclin'd that banner , erst in fields unfurl'd , That like a ... tear , The helpless poor mix with the orphan's cry ; The drooping arts surround their patron's bier , And grateful ...
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... tears had flow'd . LINES , WRITTEN ON WINDOWS OF THE GLOBE TAVERN , DUMFRIES . THE graybeard , Old Wisdom , may boast of his treasures , Give me with gay Folly to live ; I grant him his calm - blooded , time - settled plea- But Folly ...
... tears had flow'd . LINES , WRITTEN ON WINDOWS OF THE GLOBE TAVERN , DUMFRIES . THE graybeard , Old Wisdom , may boast of his treasures , Give me with gay Folly to live ; I grant him his calm - blooded , time - settled plea- But Folly ...
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... tears are tears of joy : My soul , delightless , a ' surveys , While Willie's far frae Logan braes . Within yon milk - white hawthorn bush , Amang her nestlings , sits the thrush ; Her faithfu ' mate will share her toil , Or wi ' his ...
... tears are tears of joy : My soul , delightless , a ' surveys , While Willie's far frae Logan braes . Within yon milk - white hawthorn bush , Amang her nestlings , sits the thrush ; Her faithfu ' mate will share her toil , Or wi ' his ...
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... rules with boundless power ; As the storms the forest tear , And thunders rend the howling air , Listening to the doubling roar , Surging on the rocky shore , HARK ! THE MAVIS . All I can- -I weep 72 On the Seas and far away.
... rules with boundless power ; As the storms the forest tear , And thunders rend the howling air , Listening to the doubling roar , Surging on the rocky shore , HARK ! THE MAVIS . All I can- -I weep 72 On the Seas and far away.
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Стр. 129 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Стр. 177 - Let him follow me! 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! Liberty's in every blow!
Стр. 205 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', 'Ye are na Mary Morison.
Стр. 142 - Had we never lov'd sae kindly Had we never lov'd sae blindly Never met - or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted!
Стр. 125 - Flow gently, sweet Afton ! among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays ! My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream — Flow gently, sweet Afton ! disturb not her dream ! THE SMILING SPRING.
Стр. 111 - John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither; And monie a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither: Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson, my jo.
Стр. 178 - Wear hoddin-grey 2 , and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a' that. For a
Стр. 129 - That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a
Стр. 175 - The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu...
Стр. 142 - AE fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever ! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me.