Poems, Songs, and Letters: Being the Complete Works of Robert Burns, Edited from the Best Printed and Manuscript Authorities with Glossarial Index and a Biographical MemoirMacmillan and Company, 1868 - 636 páginas |
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... fate in being obliged to make one guinea do the work of five . As the expense of his family was now rapidly increasing , he requested to be allowed to enter at once on his duties as officer of Excise . That in his new mode of life he ...
... fate in being obliged to make one guinea do the work of five . As the expense of his family was now rapidly increasing , he requested to be allowed to enter at once on his duties as officer of Excise . That in his new mode of life he ...
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... Fate ib . I'll kiss thee yet I dream'd I lay where Flowers were On Cessnock Banks . springing . ib . Prayer for Mary Bohie Ann . ib . Young Peggy My bonie Mary My Heart's in the Highlands . 4 There's a Youth in this City The rantin Dog ...
... Fate ib . I'll kiss thee yet I dream'd I lay where Flowers were On Cessnock Banks . springing . ib . Prayer for Mary Bohie Ann . ib . Young Peggy My bonie Mary My Heart's in the Highlands . 4 There's a Youth in this City The rantin Dog ...
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... Fate , To witness what I after shall narrate ; Or whether , rapt in meditation high , He wander'd out he knew not where nor why :) The drowsy Dungeon clock had number'd two , And Wallace Tow'r had sworn the fact was true : The tide ...
... Fate , To witness what I after shall narrate ; Or whether , rapt in meditation high , He wander'd out he knew not where nor why :) The drowsy Dungeon clock had number'd two , And Wallace Tow'r had sworn the fact was true : The tide ...
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... fate is at a close , Past a ' remead ; The last , sad cape - stane o ' his woes ; Poor Mailie's dead ! It's no the loss o ' warl's gear , That could sae bitter draw the tear , Or mak our Bardie , dowie , wear The mourning weed : He's ...
... fate is at a close , Past a ' remead ; The last , sad cape - stane o ' his woes ; Poor Mailie's dead ! It's no the loss o ' warl's gear , That could sae bitter draw the tear , Or mak our Bardie , dowie , wear The mourning weed : He's ...
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... fate in guid , black prent ; But still the mair I'm that way bent , Something cries , ' Hoolie ! I red you , honest man , tak tent ! Ye'll shaw your folly . ' There's ither poets , much your betters , Far seen in Greek , deep men o ...
... fate in guid , black prent ; But still the mair I'm that way bent , Something cries , ' Hoolie ! I red you , honest man , tak tent ! Ye'll shaw your folly . ' There's ither poets , much your betters , Far seen in Greek , deep men o ...
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Términos y frases comunes
amang auld Ayrshire Bard blast blest bonie lass bosom braes braw Burns canna cauld charms Clarinda dare DEAR SIR dearest dearie Deil Dumfries DUNLOP e'en e'er Edinburgh ELLISLAND ev'ry fair Farewell fate Fête Champêtre frae Gavin Hamilton grace gude hame happy heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest honour hope humble ilka Jenny Geddes Kilmarnock laddie lady lassie letter lo'es Lord Madam Mauchline maun mind Miss monie morning Mossgiel Muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poem poet poetic poor pride rhyme ROBERT BURNS Scotland Scottish sing skelpin song soul stanza sweet SYLVANDER tear tell thee There's thou thro TUNE verses weary weel Whigs whyles wild Willie wish wretch ye'll ye're young
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Página 65 - 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 !
Página 228 - 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.
Página 67 - An honest man's the noblest work of God " ; " And certes, in fair Virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind. What is a lordling's pomp ? — a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refined!
Página 230 - Their tinsel show, and a' that ; The honest man, though e'er sae poor, Is king o' men, for a' that. Ye see yon birkie, ca'da lord, Wha struts, and stares, and a' that ; Tho' hundreds worship at his word. He's but a coof. for a' that. For a' that, and a' that, His riband, star, and a' that, The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a
Página 56 - WEE, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie ! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi' bickering brattle! I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee, Wi' murd'ring pattle! I'm truly sorry man's dominion Has broken Nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle, At me, thy poor, earth-born companion, An
Página 239 - Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', 'Ye are na Mary Morison.' O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad gladly die? Or canst thou break that heart of his, Whase only faut is loving thee ? If love for love thou wilt na gie, At least be pity to me shown ! A thought ungentle canna be The thought o
Página 65 - Jenny sees the visit's no ill ta'en ; The father cracks of horses, pleughs, and kye : The youngster's artless heart o'erflows wi* joy. But blate and laithfu', scarce can weel behave ; The mother, wi...
Página 64 - 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
Página 208 - Thou minds me o' the happy days, When my fause luve was true. Thou'll break my heart, thou bonnie bird, That sings beside thy mate; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o
Página 93 - 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...