The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: With a Memoir, Объемы 1-3Houghton, Mifflin, 1880 |
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... ne'er so sweet SONG My Nannie's awa ' - To Fergusson • · * c 273 • e 276 C 277 281 C 281 C 286 • d 288 d 290 h 291 e 292 • e 294 e 295 h 297 299 • 300 301 302 303 - SONG The Deil's awa ' wi ' the Exciseman d 304 SONG - Bonny Lesley ...
... ne'er so sweet SONG My Nannie's awa ' - To Fergusson • · * c 273 • e 276 C 277 281 C 281 C 286 • d 288 d 290 h 291 e 292 • e 294 e 295 h 297 299 • 300 301 302 303 - SONG The Deil's awa ' wi ' the Exciseman d 304 SONG - Bonny Lesley ...
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... ne'er troubles me , world's wealth My thoughts are a ' my Nannie , O. - name thought to be more euphonious , but which is other wise unsuitable . Our auld guidman delights to view His sheep and kye 6 [ 1781 MY NANNIE , O.
... ne'er troubles me , world's wealth My thoughts are a ' my Nannie , O. - name thought to be more euphonious , but which is other wise unsuitable . Our auld guidman delights to view His sheep and kye 6 [ 1781 MY NANNIE , O.
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... ne'er a wrang steek in them a ' , man . stitch My sarks they are few , but five o ' them new , shirts Twal ' hundred , as white as the snaw , man , A ten shillings hat , a Holland cravat ; There are no mony poets sae braw , man . I ...
... ne'er a wrang steek in them a ' , man . stitch My sarks they are few , but five o ' them new , shirts Twal ' hundred , as white as the snaw , man , A ten shillings hat , a Holland cravat ; There are no mony poets sae braw , man . I ...
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... ne'er a farthing , O ; For without an honest manly heart no man was worth regarding , O. Then out into the world my course I did deter mine , O ; Though to be rich was not my wish , yet to be great was charming , 0 : My talents they ...
... ne'er a farthing , O ; For without an honest manly heart no man was worth regarding , O. Then out into the world my course I did deter mine , O ; Though to be rich was not my wish , yet to be great was charming , 0 : My talents they ...
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... ne'er can make it further , O ; But as daily bread is all I need , I do not much regard her , O. When sometimes by my labor I earn a little money , O , Some unforeseen misfortune comes generally upon me , 0 : Mischance , mistake , or by ...
... ne'er can make it further , O ; But as daily bread is all I need , I do not much regard her , O. When sometimes by my labor I earn a little money , O , Some unforeseen misfortune comes generally upon me , 0 : Mischance , mistake , or by ...
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Amang ance auld baith bard blaw blest blithe bonnie lass bonny braes braw Burns Burns's canna Cessnock charms dear death deil e'en e'er Epistle fair fate fear Fête Champêtre fortune frae Gavin Hamilton grace guid hame heart Heaven Highland honest honour ither John John Barleycorn Kilmarnock Laird lass Lord Mailie Mauchline maun mind monie Mossgiel mourn muckle Muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er out-owre owre Peggy pleasure plough poem poet poet's poor pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS round rustic sang Scotch Scotland Scottish sing skelpin song soul stanza sweet Syne tell tempests storming thee thegither There's thou Torbolton TUNE twa glancing sparkling unco verses wander weary weel Whigs whistle Whyles ye hae Ye'll ye're young
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Стр. 148 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride ; His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin and bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And, " Let us worship God,
Стр. 149 - Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre. Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme: How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He Who bore in Heaven the second name Had not on earth whereon to lay His head; How His first followers and servants sped; The precepts sage they wrote to many a land; How he, who lone in Patmos banished, Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand,...
Стр. 200 - 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...
Стр. 150 - THAT AND A' THAT" 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
Стр. 146 - I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare, — ' If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare — One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms, breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
Стр. 150 - Compared with this, how poor religion's pride, In all the pomp of method, and of art, When men display to congregations wide, Devotion's...
Стр. 277 - There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides; How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As, gathering sweet flowerets, she stems thy clear wave. 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.
Стр. 257 - O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
Стр. 18 - Let others fear, to me more dear Than all the pride of May : The tempest's howl, it soothes my soul, My griefs it seems to join ; The leafless trees my fancy please, Their fate resembles mine ! Thou Power Supreme whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfil, Here, firm I rest ; they must be best.
Стр. 16 - Is there a man, whose judgment clear Can others teach the course to steer, Yet runs, himself, life's mad career, Wild as the wave ; Here pause— and, through the starting tear, Survey this grave.