Poems Chiefly in the Scottish DialectH. Richardson, 1801 |
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... whare , thro ' the fteeks , The yellow letter d Geordie kecks . FRAE morn to e'en its nought but toiling , At baking , roafting . frying , boiling ; An ' tho ' the gentry first are ftechin , Yet e'en the ha ' folk fill their pechan Wi ...
... whare , thro ' the fteeks , The yellow letter d Geordie kecks . FRAE morn to e'en its nought but toiling , At baking , roafting . frying , boiling ; An ' tho ' the gentry first are ftechin , Yet e'en the ha ' folk fill their pechan Wi ...
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... , were ye but whyles whare I am , The gentles ye wad ne'er envy ' em . It's true , they need na ftarve or sweat , Tho ' winter's cauld , or fimmer's heat ; VOL , I. C They've 1 They've nae fair wark to craze their banes ,. ( 29 )
... , were ye but whyles whare I am , The gentles ye wad ne'er envy ' em . It's true , they need na ftarve or sweat , Tho ' winter's cauld , or fimmer's heat ; VOL , I. C They've 1 They've nae fair wark to craze their banes ,. ( 29 )
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... refpected Mither ! Tho ' whyles ye moiftify your leather , Till whare ye fit , on craps o ' heather , Ye tine your dam ; Freedom and Whisky gang thegither , Tak aff your dram ! THE THE HOLY FAIR * . A robe of seeming truth ( ~ 54 )
... refpected Mither ! Tho ' whyles ye moiftify your leather , Till whare ye fit , on craps o ' heather , Ye tine your dam ; Freedom and Whisky gang thegither , Tak aff your dram ! THE THE HOLY FAIR * . A robe of seeming truth ( ~ 54 )
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... whare ye gaun , Will ye go back ! ' IT spak right howe , My name is Death , But be na ' fley'd .'- Quoth I , ' Guid faith , VOL . I. G * This recounter happened in seed - time , 1785 . Ye're Ye're maybe come to ftap my breath ; ' But ( 77 )
... whare ye gaun , Will ye go back ! ' IT spak right howe , My name is Death , But be na ' fley'd .'- Quoth I , ' Guid faith , VOL . I. G * This recounter happened in seed - time , 1785 . Ye're Ye're maybe come to ftap my breath ; ' But ( 77 )
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... WHARE I kill d ane a fair ftrae death , ' By lofs o ' blood or want of breath , This night I'm free to tak my aith , That Hornbook's skill Has clad a score i ' their last claith , C By drap an ' pill . AN honeft Wabfter to his trade ...
... WHARE I kill d ane a fair ftrae death , ' By lofs o ' blood or want of breath , This night I'm free to tak my aith , That Hornbook's skill Has clad a score i ' their last claith , C By drap an ' pill . AN honeft Wabfter to his trade ...
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