The Works of Robert Burns: With His Life, Volume 3Cochrane and M'Crone, 1834 - 394 páginas |
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... VERSES TO A YOUNG LADY ............................. 245 THE VOWELS : A TALE ....... VERSES TO JOHN RANKINE .... 246 249 To MRS . DUNLOP , ON SENSIBILITY ... . ...... ..........................
... VERSES TO A YOUNG LADY ............................. 245 THE VOWELS : A TALE ....... VERSES TO JOHN RANKINE .... 246 249 To MRS . DUNLOP , ON SENSIBILITY ... . ...... ..........................
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... ... . ... . ...... . ON WILLIAM SMELLIE .. VERSES WRITTEN AT CARRON . .......... 287 ...... ib . 288 289 ib . ..... 290 ib . 291 292 ..... ib . * THE BOOK - WORMS ......... * LINES ON STIRLING .....................................
... ... . ... . ...... . ON WILLIAM SMELLIE .. VERSES WRITTEN AT CARRON . .......... 287 ...... ib . 288 289 ib . ..... 290 ib . 291 292 ..... ib . * THE BOOK - WORMS ......... * LINES ON STIRLING .....................................
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... verse is as elegant as it is vigorous . I have heard the second verse quoted as a noble one by an eminent English poet , and the fifth verse repeated with a glowing brow by Sir Walter Scott , who added , " The description is vivid and ...
... verse is as elegant as it is vigorous . I have heard the second verse quoted as a noble one by an eminent English poet , and the fifth verse repeated with a glowing brow by Sir Walter Scott , who added , " The description is vivid and ...
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... verses which the Poet wrote on the occa- sion are among the most imperfect of his pieces ; but a few stanzas may , perhaps , be an object of curiosity , both on account of the character to which they relate , and of the light which they ...
... verses which the Poet wrote on the occa- sion are among the most imperfect of his pieces ; but a few stanzas may , perhaps , be an object of curiosity , both on account of the character to which they relate , and of the light which they ...
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... verse beginning with " But by yon moon ! -and that's high swearin , ' and contemplated his voyage to the West in the suc- ceeding stanza . Some of the lines as well as the sen- timents will remind the reader of the verses " On a Scotch ...
... verse beginning with " But by yon moon ! -and that's high swearin , ' and contemplated his voyage to the West in the suc- ceeding stanza . Some of the lines as well as the sen- timents will remind the reader of the verses " On a Scotch ...
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The Works of Robert Burns: With His Life, Volume 3 Robert Burns,Allan Cunningham Visualização integral - 1834 |
The Works of Robert Burns; with His Life, Volume 3 Robert Burns,Allan Cunningham Visualização integral - 1834 |
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Alloway Kirk amang auld ballad bard beautiful better blast blest bonnie braw Brig Bruar Burns carlin copy coram Craigdarroch dago dear death Dugald Stewart Dumfries e'en e'er Edinburgh Ellisland epistle fair fame fate Fintray frae Friar's-Carse Galloway gane Glencairn Glenriddel grace Graham happy heart Heron Highland honest honour Igo and ago Iram Jenny Geddes John John Barleycorn kirk lady lassie Lincluden lines Lord M'Murdo maun meikle mony mourn muse native ne'er never night Nith Nithside noble o'er Peg Nicholson pity pleasure poem Poet Poet's poetic poor pride rhyme Riddel roar Robert ROBERT BURNS says scene Scota Scotland Scots Scottish Shanter sing song soul stream sweet tears thee There's thou thro troggin verses weel Whigs whistle wild Willie's awa worth written wrote ye'll
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Página 170 - Or like the Borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form, Evanishing amid the storm.-— Nae man can tether time or tide, The hour approaches, Tam maun ride ; That hour o...
Página 205 - The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown ' That on his head an hour has been ; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee ; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me ! " LINES, SENT TO SIR JOHN WHITEFORD, OF WHITEFORD, BART.
Página 175 - As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop! she starts before their nose; As eager runs the market-crowd, When "Catch the thief!" resounds aloud; So Maggie runs, the witches follow, Wi' mony an eldritch skreich and hollo.
Página 169 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white - then melts for ever; Or like the Borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride: That hour, o...
Página 173 - Thir breeks o' mine, my only pair, That ance were plush, o' guid blue hair, I wad hae gi'en them off my hurdies For ae blink o
Página 172 - Nae cotillon brent new frae France, But hornpipes, jigs, strathspeys, and reels, Put life and mettle in their heels. A winnock-bunker in the east, There sat auld Nick in shape o...
Página 174 - Paisley harn, That while a lassie she had worn, In longitude tho' sorely scanty, It was her best, and she was vauntie. Ah ! little ken'd thy reverend grannie, That sark she coft for her wee Nannie, Wi...
Página 38 - ... in the whole strain of his bearing and conversation, a most thorough conviction, that, in the society of the most eminent men of his nation, he was exactly where he was entitled to be ; hardly deigned to flatter them by exhibiting even an occasional symptom of being flattered...
Página 47 - And wi' the lave ilk merry morn Could rank my rig and lass, Still shearing, and clearing The tither stocked raw, Wi' claivers, an' haivers, Wearing the day awa : Ev'n then a wish, (I mind its power,) A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast ; That I for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan, or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least.
Página 333 - And turn'd him o'er and o'er. They filled up a darksome pit With water to the brim, They heaved in John Barleycorn, There let him sink or swim. They laid him out upon the floor, To work him farther woe, And still, as signs of life appear'd, They toss'd him to and fro. They wasted, o'er a scorching flame, The marrow of his bones ; But a miller us'd him worst of all, For he crush'd him between two stones.