The British Poets, Том 2Little, Brown & Company, 1865 |
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... never be Peace till Jamie comes Hame Lament for James , Earl of Glencairn Lines to Sir John Whitefoord Third Epistle to Mr. Graham of Fintry Address to the Shade of Thomson SONG - Lovely Davies SONG - The Bonny Wee Thing . To Mr ...
... never be Peace till Jamie comes Hame Lament for James , Earl of Glencairn Lines to Sir John Whitefoord Third Epistle to Mr. Graham of Fintry Address to the Shade of Thomson SONG - Lovely Davies SONG - The Bonny Wee Thing . To Mr ...
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... never - failing assistant at the Mauchline sacraments . His personal appearance and style of oratory were exactly such as described by the poet . He dwelt chiefly on the terrors of the law . On one occasion , he told the audience that ...
... never - failing assistant at the Mauchline sacraments . His personal appearance and style of oratory were exactly such as described by the poet . He dwelt chiefly on the terrors of the law . On one occasion , he told the audience that ...
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... never fails , on drinking deep , To kittle up our notion By night or day . The lads and lasses , blithely bent To mind baith saul and body , Sit round the table weel content , And steer about the toddy . learning crams small - beer On ...
... never fails , on drinking deep , To kittle up our notion By night or day . The lads and lasses , blithely bent To mind baith saul and body , Sit round the table weel content , And steer about the toddy . learning crams small - beer On ...
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... never think , Come , mourn wi ' me ! Our billie's gien us a ' a jink , 1 And owre the sea . Lament him a ' ye rantin ' core , Wha dearly like a random - splore , Nae mair he'll join the merry roar In social key ; For now he's ta'en ...
... never think , Come , mourn wi ' me ! Our billie's gien us a ' a jink , 1 And owre the sea . Lament him a ' ye rantin ' core , Wha dearly like a random - splore , Nae mair he'll join the merry roar In social key ; For now he's ta'en ...
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... milder feature Of our poor sinfu ' , córrupt nature : Ye'll get the best o ' moral works , ' Mang black Gentoos and pagan Turks , beat cannot Or hunters wild on Ponotaxi , Wha never heard of 18 DEDICATION TO GAVIN HAMILTON . [ 1786 .
... milder feature Of our poor sinfu ' , córrupt nature : Ye'll get the best o ' moral works , ' Mang black Gentoos and pagan Turks , beat cannot Or hunters wild on Ponotaxi , Wha never heard of 18 DEDICATION TO GAVIN HAMILTON . [ 1786 .
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Стр. 247 - An' getting fou and unco happy, We think na on the lang Scots miles, The mosses, waters, slaps, and styles, That lie between us and our hame ; Whare sits our sulky sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm. This truth fand honest Tarn o...
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