The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: Collated with the Best Editions, Объемы 1-2J. Sharpe, 1808 |
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... round wi ' right guid will ; The cantie auld folks crackin crouse , The young anes rantin thro ' the house , My heart has been sae fain to see them , That I for joy hae barkit wi ' them . Still it's owre true that ye hae said , Sic game ...
... round wi ' right guid will ; The cantie auld folks crackin crouse , The young anes rantin thro ' the house , My heart has been sae fain to see them , That I for joy hae barkit wi ' them . Still it's owre true that ye hae said , Sic game ...
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... round his blather wrench , An ' gouts torment him inch by inch , Wha twists his gruntle wi ' a glunch O ' sour disdain , Out owre a glass o ' whisky punch Wi ' honest men . O whisky ! soul o ' plays an ' pranks ! Accept a bardie's ...
... round his blather wrench , An ' gouts torment him inch by inch , Wha twists his gruntle wi ' a glunch O ' sour disdain , Out owre a glass o ' whisky punch Wi ' honest men . O whisky ! soul o ' plays an ' pranks ! Accept a bardie's ...
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... ken the laws , To round the period , an ' pause , An ' wi ' rhetoric clause on clause To mak harangues ; Then echo thro ' saint Stephen's wa's Auld Scotland's wrangs . Dempster , a true blue Scot I'se warran ; Thee 30 SCOTISH POEMS .
... ken the laws , To round the period , an ' pause , An ' wi ' rhetoric clause on clause To mak harangues ; Then echo thro ' saint Stephen's wa's Auld Scotland's wrangs . Dempster , a true blue Scot I'se warran ; Thee 30 SCOTISH POEMS .
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... round her neck , An's loof upon her bosom Unkend that day . Now a ' the congregation o'er Is silent expectation ; For ****** speels the holy door , Wi ' tidings o ' d - mn - t — n . Should Hornie , as in ancient days , ' Mang sons o ' G ...
... round her neck , An's loof upon her bosom Unkend that day . Now a ' the congregation o'er Is silent expectation ; For ****** speels the holy door , Wi ' tidings o ' d - mn - t — n . Should Hornie , as in ancient days , ' Mang sons o ' G ...
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... up our notion By night or day . The lads an ' lasses , blythely bent To mind baith soul an ' body , Sit round the table , weel content , An ' steer about the toddy . On this ane's dress , an ' that ane's leuk SCOTISH POEMS . 41.
... up our notion By night or day . The lads an ' lasses , blythely bent To mind baith soul an ' body , Sit round the table , weel content , An ' steer about the toddy . On this ane's dress , an ' that ane's leuk SCOTISH POEMS . 41.
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Стр. 130 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays : Hope " springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days : There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Стр. 129 - 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. 140 - Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet floweret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
Стр. 128 - An' each for other's weelfare kindly spiers : The social hours, swift-wing'd, unnotic'd fleet ; Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears ; The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years ; Anticipation forward points the view. The mother, wi' her needle an' her sheers, Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new; The father mixes a...
Стр. 89 - tis 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.
Стр. 130 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha'-Bible, ance his father's pride : His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care, And " Let us worship God !
Стр. 130 - 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 scents the ev'ning gale.
Стр. 81 - Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides ; How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flow'rets she stems thy clear wave.
Стр. 58 - To sing how Nannie lap and flang, (A souple jade she was, and strang), And how Tam stood, like ane bewitch'd, And thought his very een enrich'd; Even Satan glowr'd, and fidg'd fu' fain, And hotch'd and blew wi' might and main: Till first ae caper, syne anither, Tam tint his reason a' thegither, And roars out 'Weel done, Cutty-sark!
Стр. 54 - Or catch'd wi' warlocks in the mirk By Alloway's auld haunted kirk. Ah, gentle dames! it gars me greet To think how mony counsels sweet, How mony lengthen'd sage advices, The husband frae the wife despises! But to our tale: Ae market night, Tarn had got planted unco right, Fast by an ingle, bleezing finely, Wi...