The poetical works of Robert Burns. [With] (Memoir of Burns, by sir H. Nicolas).1866 |
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... The village , glittering in the noon - tide beam- The lawns wood - fring'd in Nature's native taste ; Nor with one single goth - conceit disgrac'd , Poetic ardours , & c . Poetic ardours in my bosom swell , Lone wand'ring by OF BURNS . 3.
... The village , glittering in the noon - tide beam- The lawns wood - fring'd in Nature's native taste ; Nor with one single goth - conceit disgrac'd , Poetic ardours , & c . Poetic ardours in my bosom swell , Lone wand'ring by OF BURNS . 3.
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Robert Burns. Poetic ardours in my bosom swell , Lone wand'ring by the hermit's mossy cell : The sweeping theatre of hanging woods ; Th ' incessant roar of headlong tumbling floods— 20 Here Poesy might wake her heav'n - taught lyre , And ...
Robert Burns. Poetic ardours in my bosom swell , Lone wand'ring by the hermit's mossy cell : The sweeping theatre of hanging woods ; Th ' incessant roar of headlong tumbling floods— 20 Here Poesy might wake her heav'n - taught lyre , And ...
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... , tho ' haply weak endeavours , With grateful pride we own your many favours ; And howsoe'er our tongues may ill reveal it , Believe our glowing bosoms truly feel it . 30 ELEGY ON THE LATE MISS BURNET , OF MONBODDO . OF BURNS . 25.
... , tho ' haply weak endeavours , With grateful pride we own your many favours ; And howsoe'er our tongues may ill reveal it , Believe our glowing bosoms truly feel it . 30 ELEGY ON THE LATE MISS BURNET , OF MONBODDO . OF BURNS . 25.
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... bosom - chords among ! But Peace attune thy gentle soul to rest , Or Love , ecstatic , wake his seraph song ! Or Pity's notes , in luxury of tears , As modest Want the tale of woe3 reveals ; While conscious Virtue all the strain endears ...
... bosom - chords among ! But Peace attune thy gentle soul to rest , Or Love , ecstatic , wake his seraph song ! Or Pity's notes , in luxury of tears , As modest Want the tale of woe3 reveals ; While conscious Virtue all the strain endears ...
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... bosom which folly once fired , How pale is that cheek where the rouge lately glisten'd ! How silent that tongue which the echoes oft tir'd , How dull is that ear which to flattery so listen'd ! If sorrow and anguish their exit await ...
... bosom which folly once fired , How pale is that cheek where the rouge lately glisten'd ! How silent that tongue which the echoes oft tir'd , How dull is that ear which to flattery so listen'd ! If sorrow and anguish their exit await ...
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