The Complete Works of Robert Burns Containing His Poems, Songs, and Correspondence: With a New Life of the Poet and Notices Critical and BiographicalPhillips, Sampson, 1853 - Всего страниц: 542 |
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amang Auchtertyre auld bard beauty birks of Aberfeldy blaw blest bonnie bonnie lass bosom braes braw canna charms DEAR SIR dearie deil Dumfries e'en e'er Edinburgh Ellisland ev'ry fair farewell flower frae Gavin Hamilton glen grace gude hame happy heart Highland Highland laddie honest honour ilka Jacobite Jean Jenny Geddes John Kilmarnock laddie lady lass lassie letter lo'es Lord Mauchline maun mind mony morning Mossgiel muse Museum nae mair ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poem poet poet's poetic poor pride rhyme roar Robert Burns says Burns Scotland Scottish sing song soul strain sweet tear tell thee There's Thomson thou thought thro thyme Tune Tune-"The verses weary weel Whigs wild Willie wind ye'll ye're young
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Стр. 121 - and finger-ends, I dread, Are notice takin' ! 0 wad some Power the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see us ! It wad frae monie a blunder free us An' foolish notion ; What airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us, And ev'n devotion ! XLIX. EPISTLE TO J. RANKINE,
Стр. 300 - 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' that, and a' that, It's comin' yet for a' that, That man to man, the warld o'er, Shall brothers be for a
Стр. 111 - Though they may gang a kennin' wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving why they do it : And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. VIII. Who made the heart, 'us He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each
Стр. 116 - How Abram was the friend of God on high Or, Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny ; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging in Or Job's pathetic plaint, and wailing cry ; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire ; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre,
Стр. 115 - His counsel and assisting might : They never sought in vain, that sought the Lord aright!" But, hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily Mother sees
Стр. 362 - lumps of chaos, only one of them strongly tinged with bituminous particles and sulphureous effluvia. But my noble patron, eternal as the heroic swell of magnanimity, and the generous throb of benevolence, shall look on with princely eye at "the war of elements, the wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Стр. 119 - simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, 'Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i' the dust. Such is the fate of simple bard, On life's rough ocean luckless starr'd ! Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er
Стр. 116 - with solemn air. They chant their artless notes in simple guise ; They tune their hearts, by far the noblest aim: Perhaps Dundee's wild-warbling measures rise, Or plaintive Martyrs, worthy of the name; Or noble Elgin beets the heaven-ward flame, The sweetest far of Scotia's holy lays : Compar'd with these, Italian trills are tame The tickl'd ear no heart-felt raptures raise
Стр. 111 - He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord—its various tone, Each spring—its various bias: Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted. XL. ТАМ SAMSON'S ELEGY.
Стр. 285 - SHOULD auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min' ? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o' lang syne ? For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne ! II. We twa hae run