The Works of Robert Burns: With an Account of His Life, and a Criticism on His WritingsT. Nelson and P. Brown, 1835 - 260 páginas |
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... tell . 172 172 Flow gently , sweet Afton , among thy green braes . My honoured Colonel , deep I feel . 180 171 For lords or kings I dinna mourn My lord , I know your noble ear . 150 . 160 Forlorn , my love , no comfort near 236 Friend ...
... tell . 172 172 Flow gently , sweet Afton , among thy green braes . My honoured Colonel , deep I feel . 180 171 For lords or kings I dinna mourn My lord , I know your noble ear . 150 . 160 Forlorn , my love , no comfort near 236 Friend ...
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... tell na me o ' wind and rain O this is no my ain lassie O Thou dread Power who reign'st above O Thou Great Being , what thou art O Thou pale orb , that silent shines , O Thou , the first , the greatest friend O Thou unknown , Almighty ...
... tell na me o ' wind and rain O this is no my ain lassie O Thou dread Power who reign'st above O Thou Great Being , what thou art O Thou pale orb , that silent shines , O Thou , the first , the greatest friend O Thou unknown , Almighty ...
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... tell thy lover , ' a fragment 81. Mr T. to Mr B. Allan has designed some plates . 237 81. Mr T. to Mr B. ib . • 82 . Mr T. to Mr B. 1796 . ib . 83 . Mr B. to Mr T. 231 ' Hey for a lass After an awful pause Thanks for P. Pindar , & c ...
... tell thy lover , ' a fragment 81. Mr T. to Mr B. Allan has designed some plates . 237 81. Mr T. to Mr B. ib . • 82 . Mr T. to Mr B. 1796 . ib . 83 . Mr B. to Mr T. 231 ' Hey for a lass After an awful pause Thanks for P. Pindar , & c ...
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... tell you , that the poor author wrote them under some twitching 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 before . " I have not the most ...
... tell you , that the poor author wrote them under some twitching 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 before . " I have not the most ...
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... tell you medical people talk much of infection from breathing the same air , the touch , & c .; but I never expressly said I loved her . Indeed , I did not know myself why I lik- ed so much to loiter behind with her , when re- turning ...
... tell you medical people talk much of infection from breathing the same air , the touch , & c .; but I never expressly said I loved her . Indeed , I did not know myself why I lik- ed so much to loiter behind with her , when re- turning ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
acquaintance Allan Ramsay appear auld Ayrshire ballad bard beautiful bonnie bosom Brig brother Burns character charms composition delight dialect Duke of Athole Dumfries DUNLOP Edinburgh Ellisland English Excise fame fancy farm father favour feelings frae friendship genius give happy heart honest honour hope House of Stuart humble humour imagination kind labour lady lasses letter Lord madam mair manners Mauchline maun melancholy merit mind mony muse native nature ne'er never night noble o'er owre passion perhaps pleasure poems poet poetical poetry poor powers pride Ramsay respect rhyme Robert Robert Burns rustic scene Scot Scotland Scottish sensibility sentiments Shanter songs soul spirit sweet talents Tarbolton taste tell thee thing thou thought thro tion Twas verses virtue weel Whyles wild William Burnes wish worth write
Passagens conhecidas
Página 28 - But to conclude my silly rhyme, (I'm scant o' verse, and scant o' time,) To make a happy fire-side clime To weans and wife, That's the true pathos and sublime Of human life.
Página 97 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering worth is...
Página 115 - 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!' And in an instant all was dark; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke; As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop!
Página 167 - 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', Let him follow me!
Página 155 - I aft hae kissed sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly ; And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Página 95 - 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 171 - 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 ; Free-man stand, or Free-man fa', Let him on wi
Página 139 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Página 35 - As cold waters to a thirsty soul, so is good news from a far country.
Página 114 - The night drave on wi' sangs and clatter; And ay the ale was growing better: The landlady and Tam grew gracious, Wi' favours, secret, sweet, and precious: The souter tauld his queerest stories; The landlord's laugh was ready chorus: The storm without might rair and rustle, Tam did na mind the storm a whistle. Care, mad to see a man sae happy, E'en drown'd himsel amang the nappy: As bees flee hame wi' lades o' treasure, The minutes wing'd their way wi' pleasure; Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious,...