The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: With a Memoir, Объемы 1-3

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Houghton, Mifflin, 1880
 

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Poor Mailies Elegy
26
Song Mary Morrison
32
Inscription on the Tombstone of William Burness
38
Epistle to John Rankine
44
Song Though Cruel Fate should bid us part
51
Song Open the Door to me
53
Soxo Oh raging Fortunes withering Blast
57
SONG Yestreen I got a Pint of Wine
59
Death and Dr Hornbook
65
SONG Phillis the Fair
71
Epistle to J Lapraik
74
Second Epistle to J Lapraik
80
Epistle to John Goudie of Kilmarnock 9
85
Epistle to William Simpson
95
Holy Willies Prayer 9
103
Third Epistle to John Lapraik h
109
Verses to a Mouse a
116
SONG My Peggys Face
121
Second Epistle to Davie f
133
The Cotters Saturday Night a
141
Address to the Deil a
152
On John Dove
158
Toast for the 12th of April
172
Epistle to James Smith a
176
On a Wounded Hare
177
The Vision
183
Letter to James Tennant of Glenconner
184
A Winter Night 6
197
SoxoYoung Peggy blooms 9
203
Earnest Cry and Prayer to the Scotch Representatives a
212
The Auld Farmers Newyear Morning Salutation
222
To a Louse a
237
Address to the Unco Guid or the Rigidly Righteous b
246
Verses to Mr John Kennedy j
253
Despondency an Ode a
263
Epistle to a Young Friend
271
Song The Highland Lassie a
277
Song Though Cruel Fate
283
APPENDIX Additional Stanzas of THE Vision
294
VOL II
1
The Kirks Alarm
7
On a Scotch Bard gone to the West Indies a 13
13
Farewell to the Brethren of St Jamess Lodge Tor
22
To Mr John Kennedy 28
28
Willie Chalmers 34
34
h 19
43
The Brigs of Ayr b 49
49
Lines on Meeting with Basil Lord Daer e 61
61
Expostulation on a Rebuke administered by Mrs Lawrie 68
68
Song Bonny Doon h 74
74
SONG Adown winding Nith I did Wander
77
Rattlin Roarin Willie 81
81
To a Haggis 88
88
Epigram on Incivility at Inverary 97
97
Song I love my Jean
141
The Fête Champêtre
147
Mrs Fergussons Lament for the Death of her Son d 156
156
Song My Bonny Mary
162
A Sketch Satirical Verses on Creech
168
Song Willie Brewed a Peck o Maut
193
To Mary in Heaven
200
On Captain Groses Peregrinations through Scotland 206
206
Song The Laddies by the Banks o Nith
213
SONG The Blue eyed Lassie
219
SONG My Lovely Nancy
226
My Heart is abreaking dear Tittie
242
Stanzas on a Posthumous Child e 271
271
Lament for James Earl of Glencairn C 277
277
Address to the Shade of Thomson C 286
286
Song of Death e 292
292
Song Behold the Hour the Boat arrive 299
299
SONG Bonny Lesley
306
Contributions to the Fourth Volume of Johnsons
1
Song My Wifes a Winsome Wee Thing e 27
27
To Miss Fontenelle on seeing her in a Favourite Char
34
Song Heres a Health to them thats awa h 40
40
Sonnet written on the 25th January 1793 46
46
Song Dainty Davie
79
Song Thou hast left me ever
85
Apology to Mr Riddel for a Rudeness offered his Wife 91
91
Contributions to the Fifth Volume of Johnsons Museum
98
Out over the Forth
104
Written in a Copy of Thomsons Melodies presented
122
Song Ca the Yowes to the Knowes
129
The Lovers Morning Salute to his Mistress
136
Song It was the Charming Month of
142
Song Contented wi Little
149
Song Lassie art thou Sleeping yet?
155
SONG Their Groves o Sweet Myrtle
177
Song Last May a braw Woner
183
Song Bonny was yon Rosy Brier
189
To Collector Mitchell
197
Song Hey for a Lass wi a Tocher
204
Epigrams on Jessy Lewars
212
Song O wha is she that loes
220
Old Songs Improved by Burns
258
am my Mammys ae Bairn
259
Simmers a Pleasant Time
265
Young Jockey
271
Gane is the
277
Kenmures on and awa
284
Jocky Fou and Jenny Fain
291
The Lass that made the Bed to
297
Pieces doubtfully attributed to Burns
314
General Index of Titles 391
321
Elegy on Captain Matthew Henderson
323
Index of Songs according to their First Lines
331

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