The poetical works of Robert Burns, ed. by C. Kent1878 |
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... Guid , or the Rigidly 115 47 Righteous 116 To a Mountain Daisy 117 • 49 Second Epistle to Davie , a Prother Poet 118 · 51 Elegy on the Death of Robert Ruisseaux 119 To Miss Cruikshank 119 • 53 Epistle to Gavin Hamilton , Esq . , recom ...
... Guid , or the Rigidly 115 47 Righteous 116 To a Mountain Daisy 117 • 49 Second Epistle to Davie , a Prother Poet 118 · 51 Elegy on the Death of Robert Ruisseaux 119 To Miss Cruikshank 119 • 53 Epistle to Gavin Hamilton , Esq . , recom ...
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... Guid Ale comes . Extempore in the Court of Session . Written at Inverary . 367 On Elphinstone's Martial Wherefore Sighing art thou , Phillis 367 Epitaph on the Poet Robert Fergusson As I came o'er the Cairney Mount • 367 On a ...
... Guid Ale comes . Extempore in the Court of Session . Written at Inverary . 367 On Elphinstone's Martial Wherefore Sighing art thou , Phillis 367 Epitaph on the Poet Robert Fergusson As I came o'er the Cairney Mount • 367 On a ...
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... guid to me and mine ; An ' now my dying charge I gi'e him , My helpless lambs I trust them wi ' him . " Oh , bid him save their harmless lives Frae dogs , an ' tods , an ' butchers ' knives ! But gi'e them guid cow - milk their fill ...
... guid to me and mine ; An ' now my dying charge I gi'e him , My helpless lambs I trust them wi ' him . " Oh , bid him save their harmless lives Frae dogs , an ' tods , an ' butchers ' knives ! But gi'e them guid cow - milk their fill ...
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... guid fellows grin an ' gape , Wi ' chokin ' dread ; An ' Robin's bonnet wave wi ' crape For Mailie dead . Oh , a ' ye bards on bonnie Doon ! An ' wha on Ayr your chanters tune ! Come , join the melancholious croon O ' Robin's reed ! His ...
... guid fellows grin an ' gape , Wi ' chokin ' dread ; An ' Robin's bonnet wave wi ' crape For Mailie dead . Oh , a ' ye bards on bonnie Doon ! An ' wha on Ayr your chanters tune ! Come , join the melancholious croon O ' Robin's reed ! His ...
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... guid , They riot in excess ! Baith careless , and fearless Of either heaven or hell ! Esteeming , and deeming It ' s a ' an idle tale ! Then let us cheerfu ' acquiesce ; Are free alike to all . By pining at our state ; And , even should ...
... guid , They riot in excess ! Baith careless , and fearless Of either heaven or hell ! Esteeming , and deeming It ' s a ' an idle tale ! Then let us cheerfu ' acquiesce ; Are free alike to all . By pining at our state ; And , even should ...
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Стр. 92 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page, 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 ire ; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry ; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire ; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre. Perhaps...
Стр. 106 - Yes, let the rich deride, the proud disdain. These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm than all the gloss of art.
Стр. 92 - But hark! a rap comes gently to the door; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neibor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek; Wi...
Стр. 14 - God loves from whole to parts: but human soul Must rise from individual to the whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake! The centre moved, a circle straight succeeds, Another still, and still another spreads; Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace; His country next; and next all human race...
Стр. 91 - MY loved, my honored, much respected friend, No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish end ; My dearest meed a friend's esteem and praise: To you I sing, in simple Scottish lays, The lowly train in life's...
Стр. 263 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Стр. 92 - What makes the youth sae bashfu' and sae grave; Weel-pleas'd to think her bairn's respected like the lave. O happy love ! where love like this is found : O heart-felt raptures ! bliss beyond compare ! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare — ' If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare — One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms, breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that...
Стр. 344 - Our toils obscure, and a' that, The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that. What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hodden-gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a' that ; For a
Стр. 181 - Whare sits our sulky, sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm. This truth fand honest Tam o...
Стр. 92 - Is there, in human form, that bears a heart, A wretch ! a villain ! lost to love and truth ! That can, with studied, sly, ensnaring art, Betray sweet Jenny's unsuspecting youth? Curse on his perjur'd arts ! dissembling smooth ! Are honour, virtue, conscience, all exil'd?