The Works of Robert Burns: With His Life, Том 4Cochrane and M'Crone, 1834 - Всего страниц: 394 |
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... maun guide it cannie , O ; But warl's gear ne'er troubles me , My thoughts are a ' my Nannie , O. VII . Our auld guidman delights to view His sheep an ' kye thrive bonnie , O ; But I'm as blythe that hauds his pleugh , An ' has nae care ...
... maun guide it cannie , O ; But warl's gear ne'er troubles me , My thoughts are a ' my Nannie , O. VII . Our auld guidman delights to view His sheep an ' kye thrive bonnie , O ; But I'm as blythe that hauds his pleugh , An ' has nae care ...
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... maun I still on Menie doat , And bear the scorn that's in her e'e ? For it's jet , jet black , and like a hawk , And winna let a body be . II . In vain to me the cowslips blaw , In vain to me the vi'lets spring ; In vain to me , in glen ...
... maun I still on Menie doat , And bear the scorn that's in her e'e ? For it's jet , jet black , and like a hawk , And winna let a body be . II . In vain to me the cowslips blaw , In vain to me the vi'lets spring ; In vain to me , in glen ...
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... maun I still on Menie doat , And bear the scorn that's in her e'e ? For it's jet , jet black , and like a hawk , And winna let a body be . The chorus was composed by a wit in Edinburgh , 34 THE POEMS OF ROBERT Burns .
... maun I still on Menie doat , And bear the scorn that's in her e'e ? For it's jet , jet black , and like a hawk , And winna let a body be . The chorus was composed by a wit in Edinburgh , 34 THE POEMS OF ROBERT Burns .
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... maun stop , Or , strange to tell ! The youngest brother ye wad whup Aff straught to hell . " And also in Tam Samson's Elegy " The brethren o ' the mystic level May hing their head in wofu ' bevel , While by their nose the tears will ...
... maun stop , Or , strange to tell ! The youngest brother ye wad whup Aff straught to hell . " And also in Tam Samson's Elegy " The brethren o ' the mystic level May hing their head in wofu ' bevel , While by their nose the tears will ...
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... maun hae the gracing o't ; Were I to meet wi ' you , kind sir , I'm rad I'd spoil the lacing o't . I'm owre young , I'm owre young , I'm far owre young to marry yet ; I'm sae young t'wad be a sin To tak me frae my mammy yet . " Yet ...
... maun hae the gracing o't ; Were I to meet wi ' you , kind sir , I'm rad I'd spoil the lacing o't . I'm owre young , I'm owre young , I'm far owre young to marry yet ; I'm sae young t'wad be a sin To tak me frae my mammy yet . " Yet ...
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amang auld Ballochmyle banks Bard beauty birks of Aberfeldy blaw Blithe body kiss bonnie Doon Bonnie lassie bonnie Mary bosom braes braw Burns Charlie Charlie Stewart charms CHORUS Collier Laddie composed daunton dear dearie Deil e'en Ecclefechan Eppie M'Nab fair Farewell favourite flower frae glen green grows bonnie wi gude hame heart heroine Highland laddie ilka Inverness jacobite Jamie John Anderson Kenmure's kiss lady lass lawin lo'e luve lyric mair Mauchline maun merry miller morning muse Musical Museum naebody Nannie ne'er night Nith o'er old song owre parcel of rogues Poet Poet's rue grows bonnie says Scotland Scottish sing sparklin strain sweet sweetly thee There's thou thro thyme Tune verses weary weaver weel Whigs wife Willie win my love wind wither'd wrote ye go ye'll Ye're yon town young
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Стр. 284 - 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
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Стр. 159 - Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ?" Harris's " Tarn o' Shanter" has been considered one of his best compositions.
Стр. 282 - A waefu' day it was to me ; For there I lost my father dear, My father dear and brethren three. Their winding-sheet the bluidy clay, Their graves are growing green to see ; And by them lies the dearest lad That ever blest a woman's e'e ! Now wae to thee thou cruel lord, A bluidy man I trow thou be ; For mony a heart thou hast made sair, That ne'er did wrang to thine or thee ! A RED, RED ROSE TUNE—
Стр. 15 - Green grow the rashes, O ; Green grow the rashes, O ; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent am'ang the lasses, O ! THERE'S nought but care on ev'ry han', In ev'ry hour that passes, O ; What signifies the life o' man, An
Стр. 158 - Thou ling'ring star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
Стр. 145 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here : My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go.
Стр. 15 - But gie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my dearie, O; An' warly cares, an' warly men, May a