Selected Poems of Robert BurnsK. Paul, Trench, Trübner & Company, Limited, 1896 - 223 páginas |
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... pleasure was past ; the lessons of the dancing school , the harvest field , the oppor- tunities of Halloween would be with him at other hours . His beauty , the glow of eyes such as Scott " never saw in any other head , " his wonderful ...
... pleasure was past ; the lessons of the dancing school , the harvest field , the oppor- tunities of Halloween would be with him at other hours . His beauty , the glow of eyes such as Scott " never saw in any other head , " his wonderful ...
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... pleasure : His hair , his size , his mouth , his lugs , Shew'd he was nane o ' Scotland's dogs ; But whalpet some place far abroad , Whare sailors gang to fish for Cod . His locked , letter'd , braw brass collar , Shew'd him the ...
... pleasure : His hair , his size , his mouth , his lugs , Shew'd he was nane o ' Scotland's dogs ; But whalpet some place far abroad , Whare sailors gang to fish for Cod . His locked , letter'd , braw brass collar , Shew'd him the ...
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... pleasure ? Nae cauld nor hunger e'er can steer them , The vera thought o't need na fear them . CÆSAR . Lord , man , were ye but whyles where I am , The gentles ye wad neer envy ' em . It's true , they need na starve or sweat , Thro ...
... pleasure ? Nae cauld nor hunger e'er can steer them , The vera thought o't need na fear them . CÆSAR . Lord , man , were ye but whyles where I am , The gentles ye wad neer envy ' em . It's true , they need na starve or sweat , Thro ...
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... pleasure it can gie , Ev'n to a deil , To skelp an ' scaud poor dogs like me , An ' hear us squeel ! Great is thy pow'r , an ' great thy fame ; Far kend an ' noted is thy name ; An ' tho ' yon lowan heugh's thy hame , Thou travels far ...
... pleasure it can gie , Ev'n to a deil , To skelp an ' scaud poor dogs like me , An ' hear us squeel ! Great is thy pow'r , an ' great thy fame ; Far kend an ' noted is thy name ; An ' tho ' yon lowan heugh's thy hame , Thou travels far ...
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... Pleasure's devious way , Misled by Fancy's meteor - ray , By Passion driven ; But yet the light that led astray Was light from Heaven . " I taught thy manners - painting strains , The loves , the ways of simple swains , Till now , o'er ...
... Pleasure's devious way , Misled by Fancy's meteor - ray , By Passion driven ; But yet the light that led astray Was light from Heaven . " I taught thy manners - painting strains , The loves , the ways of simple swains , Till now , o'er ...
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Selected Poems of Robert Burns: With Biographical Sketch and Notes Robert Burns,Nathan Haskell Dole Visualização integral - 1892 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
aboon ae night Allan Ramsay amang auld baith Bard blate Blythe bonie braes braw John Highlandman BRIG brunstane Burns Burns's CÆSAR cauld CHORUS Clootie crunt Cutty-sark dear dearie Deil Doon e'er Ev'n ev'ry fair Fergusson frae gies guid hame heart Highland Highland laddie himsel honest ilka ither Jacobite John Barleycorn Lal de lal lasses lassie Lord mair maun monie muckle Muse ne'er neebor never o'er owre the lave play'd poet poor pow'r pride RECITATIVO rhyme ROBERT BURNS round rustic sang scarcely Scotch Scotland Scots Scots wha hae Shanter Sing sodger laddie song sugh sweet Syne ta'en tell thee thegither There's thou thrang thro tune unco vex'd weary weel Whare Whigs Whyles Willie winds wooing o't ye'll
Passagens conhecidas
Página 92 - 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.
Página 196 - THOU lingering star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast...
Página 55 - 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.
Página 96 - WEE, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem. To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
Página 87 - ... angry sugh; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely Cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin,...
Página 187 - See the front o' battle lour: See approach proud Edward's power, — Chains and slaverie! Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa?
Página 122 - Kirton Jean till Monday. She prophesy'd that, late or soon, Thou would be found deep drown'd in Doon; 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, Tam had got planted unco right; Fast by an ingle, bleezing finely, Wi...
Página 86 - MY lov'd my honor'd, 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...
Página 89 - The mother, wi' a woman's wiles, can spy What makes the youth sae bashfu' an' sae grave; Weel pleas'd to think her bairn's respected like the lave, IX 0 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, T is when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms breathe out the tender tale Beneath...
Página 93 - 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 refin'd!