Poems Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect, Том 1H. Richardson, & sold by David Forbes Edinr., 1801 |
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... more . SOLOMON'S PROVERBS , xxxi . 6 , 7 . LET other Poets raise a fracas ' Bout vines , an ' wines , an ' drunken Bacchus , 2 An ' crabbit names an stories wrack us , C3 An An ' grate our lug , I fing the juice 17 Scotch Drink.
... more . SOLOMON'S PROVERBS , xxxi . 6 , 7 . LET other Poets raise a fracas ' Bout vines , an ' wines , an ' drunken Bacchus , 2 An ' crabbit names an stories wrack us , C3 An An ' grate our lug , I fing the juice 17 Scotch Drink.
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... fing thy name ! LET husky Wheat the haughs adorn , An Aits fet up their awnie horn , An ' Pease and Beans at e'en or morn , 10 000 Perfume the plain , Thou king o ' grain ! Leeze me on thee , John Barleycorn , On thee aft Scotland chows ...
... fing thy name ! LET husky Wheat the haughs adorn , An Aits fet up their awnie horn , An ' Pease and Beans at e'en or morn , 10 000 Perfume the plain , Thou king o ' grain ! Leeze me on thee , John Barleycorn , On thee aft Scotland chows ...
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... waning ? E'en let her gang ! Beneath what light she has remaining , Let's fing our fang . My pen I here fling to the door , And kneel , ' Ye Pow'rs ! and warm implore , • Tho ' • Tho ' I should wander Terra o'er , ' ( 143 )
... waning ? E'en let her gang ! Beneath what light she has remaining , Let's fing our fang . My pen I here fling to the door , And kneel , ' Ye Pow'rs ! and warm implore , • Tho ' • Tho ' I should wander Terra o'er , ' ( 143 )
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... youthfu ' prime , An ' done nae - thing , But stringin blethers up in rhyme For fools to fing . HAD I to guid advice but harkit , I might by this hae led a market , Or Or strutted in a Bank and clarkit My cash - ( 158 )
... youthfu ' prime , An ' done nae - thing , But stringin blethers up in rhyme For fools to fing . HAD I to guid advice but harkit , I might by this hae led a market , Or Or strutted in a Bank and clarkit My cash - ( 158 )
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... GRAY . I. My lov'd , my honour'd , much respected friend ! No mercenary Bard his homage pays : With honest pride , I scorn each felfish end , My dearest meed , a friend's esteem and praise : To To you I fing , in simple Scottish lays ,
... GRAY . I. My lov'd , my honour'd , much respected friend ! No mercenary Bard his homage pays : With honest pride , I scorn each felfish end , My dearest meed , a friend's esteem and praise : To To you I fing , in simple Scottish lays ,
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