The poetical works and letters of Robert BurnsGall & Inglis, 1859 - Всего страниц: 642 |
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... dare na ' tell My Chloris , mark how green 377 287 Inhuman man ! 141 Nae heathen name 119 In Mauchline there dwells 15 No song nor dance 153 In wood and wild 171 Instead of a song , boys Now Nature hangs her mantle 165 178 No more ye ...
... dare na ' tell My Chloris , mark how green 377 287 Inhuman man ! 141 Nae heathen name 119 In Mauchline there dwells 15 No song nor dance 153 In wood and wild 171 Instead of a song , boys Now Nature hangs her mantle 165 178 No more ye ...
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Robert Burns. Oh Thou , great Governor of all below ! If I may dare a lifted eye to Thee , Thy nod can make the tempest cease to blow , Ör still the tumult of the raging sea : With that controlling power assist even me Those headlong ...
Robert Burns. Oh Thou , great Governor of all below ! If I may dare a lifted eye to Thee , Thy nod can make the tempest cease to blow , Ör still the tumult of the raging sea : With that controlling power assist even me Those headlong ...
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... dare a hope to speel , Wi ' Allan or wi ' Gilbertfield , The braes o ' fame ; Or Fergusson , the writer chiel , A deathless name . ( Oh , Fergusson ! thy glorious parts Ill suited law's dry musty arts ! MY BAN upon your whunstane hearts ...
... dare a hope to speel , Wi ' Allan or wi ' Gilbertfield , The braes o ' fame ; Or Fergusson , the writer chiel , A deathless name . ( Oh , Fergusson ! thy glorious parts Ill suited law's dry musty arts ! MY BAN upon your whunstane hearts ...
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... ( Which gies you honour ) , Even , sir , by them your heart's esteemed , And winning manner . Pardon this freedom I have ta'en , And if impertinent I've been , false scope poor dares Impute it not , good sir , in ane Whase 86 BURNS ' POEMS .
... ( Which gies you honour ) , Even , sir , by them your heart's esteemed , And winning manner . Pardon this freedom I have ta'en , And if impertinent I've been , false scope poor dares Impute it not , good sir , in ane Whase 86 BURNS ' POEMS .
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... dare any tell many one delirious one harvest well , yesterday young girl summer , cold , wet very noisy harvest - home fighting 80W reached gave then saw timorous dung - fork drags , rear He was sae fley'd and eerie : frightened Steal ...
... dare any tell many one delirious one harvest well , yesterday young girl summer , cold , wet very noisy harvest - home fighting 80W reached gave then saw timorous dung - fork drags , rear He was sae fley'd and eerie : frightened Steal ...
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aboon aith amang ance auld baith bard Beneath birks of Aberfeldy blast blate blaw bless blest blow bonnie bonnie lasses bosom braes braw breast BRIG Burns cauld charms chiel daur dear death e'en e'er ELLISLAND fair fame Farewell fate fear fellow Fête Champêtre FINTRY fortune's frae gies grace grief groan guid hame heart Heaven honest honour ither Kilmarnock lass lassie life's Mauchline maun mony morn Mossgiel mourn muckle Muse nae mair Nature's ne'er never night o'er Oh Thou owre plough poet poor pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS sang Scotia's Scotland sing sorrow soul strains sweet ta'en tears tell thee thegither There's toil unco wander weary weel Whigs whistle Whyles wild Willie winds winna woes wretch Ye'll ye're
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Стр. 2 - Then, kneeling down, to heaven's eternal King The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope springs "exulting on triumphant wing," * That thus they all shall meet in future days : There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear, While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Стр. 2 - An honest man's the noblest work of God;' And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
Стр. 271 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Стр. 260 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand or freeman fa', Let him follow me!
Стр. 40 - See yonder poor o'er-labored wight. So abject, mean, and vile, Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil ; And see his lordly fellow-worm The poor petition spurn, Unmindful, though a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn.
Стр. 2 - And oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle. O Thou! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
Стр. 271 - 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. 133 - 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, thickening, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
Стр. 147 - And hotch'd and blew wi' might and main, Till first ae caper, syne anither, Tam tint his reason a' thegither And roars out 'Weel done, Cutty-sark!' And in an instant all was dark; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke; As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop!
Стр. xxxvii - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...