The poetical works of Robert Burns, Том 2Bell and Daldy, 1870 - Всего страниц: 158 |
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Стр. iii
... tell you , that the poor author wrote them under some twitch- ing qualms of conscience , arising from a suspicion that he was doing what he ought not to do : a predicament he has more than once been in be- fore . I have not the most ...
... tell you , that the poor author wrote them under some twitch- ing qualms of conscience , arising from a suspicion that he was doing what he ought not to do : a predicament he has more than once been in be- fore . I have not the most ...
Стр. xiv
... tell you but little more relative to the poet . I shall , however , in my next , send you a copy of one of his letters to me , about the year 1783. I received one since , but it is mislaid . Please re- member me , in the best manner ...
... tell you but little more relative to the poet . I shall , however , in my next , send you a copy of one of his letters to me , about the year 1783. I received one since , but it is mislaid . Please re- member me , in the best manner ...
Стр. xxx
... tell you that Burns had got a pair of jemmy boots for the journey , which had been thoroughly wet , and which had been dried in such a manner that it was not possible to get them on again.- The brawny poet tried force , and tore them to ...
... tell you that Burns had got a pair of jemmy boots for the journey , which had been thoroughly wet , and which had been dried in such a manner that it was not possible to get them on again.- The brawny poet tried force , and tore them to ...
Стр. xxxix
... tell , In strains impassion'd , fond and free , Since he no more the song shall swell To love , and liberty , and thee . With step - dame eye and frown severe His hapless youth why didst thou view ? For all thy joys to him were dear ...
... tell , In strains impassion'd , fond and free , Since he no more the song shall swell To love , and liberty , and thee . With step - dame eye and frown severe His hapless youth why didst thou view ? For all thy joys to him were dear ...
Стр. xlii
... tell what new taxation's comin , And ferlie at the folk in Lon'on . As bleak - fac'd Hallowmas returns , They get the jovial , rantine kirns , When rural life , o ' every station , Unite in common recreation ; Love Blinks , Wit slaps ...
... tell what new taxation's comin , And ferlie at the folk in Lon'on . As bleak - fac'd Hallowmas returns , They get the jovial , rantine kirns , When rural life , o ' every station , Unite in common recreation ; Love Blinks , Wit slaps ...
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57 Song amang auld banks bard blaw blest bonnie bonnie lass bosom braes braw Burns cauld charms dear dearie deil Dumfries DUNLOP e'en e'er Edinburgh Ellisland fair fancy fate father Fête Champêtre flower frae Gala Water genius glen grace hame happy heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest honour humble ilka Kilmarnock kind laddie lass lassie letter lo'es Lord madam Mauchline maun mind mony morning muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poems poet poetic poor pride rhyme ROBERT BURNS Scotland Scottish sing skelpin song soul sweet Tarbolton taste tears tell thee There's thou thought thro tion tune unco verses weary weel whistle Whyles wild William Burnes Willie wind wish ye'll ye're young
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Стр. 23 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme : How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed , How He who bore in Heaven the second name, Had ' not on earth whereon to lay his head ;' How his first followers and servants sped ; The precepts sage they wrote to many a land : How he who lone in Patmos banished, Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand ; And heard great Babylon's doom pronounced by Heaven's command. Then kneeling down to Heaven's eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays, Hope...
Стр. 51 - Is ever wi* my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair ; I hear her in the tunefu...
Стр. 23 - The cheerfu' supper done, wi' serious face, They, round the ingle, form a circle wide; The sire turns o'er, wi...
Стр. 23 - 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...
Стр. 58 - There, oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. 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 flowerets she stems thy clear wave. Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays; My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream — Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream ! HIGHLAND MARY Ye banks, and...
Стр. iv - This cultivated the latent seeds of poetry ; but had so strong an effect on my imagination, that to this hour, in my nocturnal rambles, I sometimes keep a sharp look-out in suspicious places : and though nobody can be more skeptical than I am in such matters, yet it often takes an effort of philosophy to shake off these idle terrors.
Стр. 23 - 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' heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak; Weel pleased the mother hears it's nae wild worthless rake. Wi...
Стр. iv - In short, she, altogether unwittingly to herself, initiated me in that delicious passion, which, in spite of acid disappointment, gin-horse prudence, and book-worm philosophy, I hold to be the first of human joys, our dearest blessing here below...
Стр. 23 - But now the supper crowns their simple board, The halesome parritch, chief o' Scotia's food : The soupe their only Hawkie does afford, That 'yont the hallan snugly chows her cood : The dame brings forth in complimental mood, To grace the lad, her weel-hain'd kebbuck, fell, An' aft he's prest, an' aft he ca's it guid ; The frugal wifie, garrulous, will tell, How 'twas a towmond auld, sin' lint was i
Стр. 23 - What makes the youth sae bashfu' an' sae grave: Weel pleased to think her bairn's respected like the lave. O happy love! where love like this is found! O heartfelt 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 scents the...