The poetical works and letters of Robert BurnsGall & Inglis, 1859 - 642 páginas |
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... mair I hail thee , thou gloomy December " O May , thy Morn " 9 246 • 246 • 247 • My Nannie's Awa 247 · Bonnie Lesley 248 Cragieburn Wood 248 • Frae the Friends and Land I Love 249 · Meikle Thinks my Love 249 · What Can a Young Lassie ...
... mair I hail thee , thou gloomy December " O May , thy Morn " 9 246 • 246 • 247 • My Nannie's Awa 247 · Bonnie Lesley 248 Cragieburn Wood 248 • Frae the Friends and Land I Love 249 · Meikle Thinks my Love 249 · What Can a Young Lassie ...
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... mair I hail thee 108 91 94 109 Duncan Gray cam ' here to woo 260 Edina ! Scotia's darling seat Expect na ' sir in this narration Farewell , old Scotia's bleak False flatterer , hope , away Fair fa ' your honest sonsie face Fair empress ...
... mair I hail thee 108 91 94 109 Duncan Gray cam ' here to woo 260 Edina ! Scotia's darling seat Expect na ' sir in this narration Farewell , old Scotia's bleak False flatterer , hope , away Fair fa ' your honest sonsie face Fair empress ...
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... mair Wi ' wicked strings o ' hemp or hair ! But ca ' them out to park or hill , And let them wander at their will ; So may his flock increase , and grow To scores o ' lambs , and packs o ' woo ' ! " Tell him he was a master kin ' , And ...
... mair Wi ' wicked strings o ' hemp or hair ! But ca ' them out to park or hill , And let them wander at their will ; So may his flock increase , and grow To scores o ' lambs , and packs o ' woo ' ! " Tell him he was a master kin ' , And ...
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... mair faithfu ' ne'er cam nigh him Than Mailie deid . I wat she was a sheep o ' sense , And could behave hersel wi ' mense : I'll say ' t , she never brak a fence Through thievish greed . Our bardie , lanely , keeps the spence Sin ...
... mair faithfu ' ne'er cam nigh him Than Mailie deid . I wat she was a sheep o ' sense , And could behave hersel wi ' mense : I'll say ' t , she never brak a fence Through thievish greed . Our bardie , lanely , keeps the spence Sin ...
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... mair- I'll go and be a sodger ! wealth well together gone , more OH leave novels , ye Mauchline belles , Ye're safer at your spinning - wheel ; Such witching books are baited hooks For rakish rooks like Rob Mossgiel . . Beware a tongue ...
... mair- I'll go and be a sodger ! wealth well together gone , more OH leave novels , ye Mauchline belles , Ye're safer at your spinning - wheel ; Such witching books are baited hooks For rakish rooks like Rob Mossgiel . . Beware a tongue ...
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The Poetical Works and Letters of Robert Burns: With Copious Marginal ... Robert Burns Visualização integral - 1881 |
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Palavras e frases frequentes
aboon aith amang auld baith bard beneath birks of Aberfeldy blast blate blaw bless blest blow bonnie bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast Burns cauld Charlie Fox charms daur dear death e'en e'er ELLISLAND fair fame Farewell fate fear fellow Fête Champêtre flowers fortune's frae glen grace grief guid hame heart Heaven Highland honest honour ither lass lassie life's Mauchline maun mony morn Mossgiel mourn muckle Muse nae mair Nature's ne'er never night o'er owre plough poet poor pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS Samson's deid sang Scotia's Scotland sing song sorrow soul strains sweet ta'en Tarbolton tears tell thee thegither There's unco wander weary weel Whigs whistle Whyles wild Willie winds winna wretch Ye'll ye're
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Página 2 - 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 2 - 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!
Página 271 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Página 260 - 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 40 - See yonder poor o'er-labored wight. So abject, mean, and vile, Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil ; And see his lordly fellow-worm The poor petition spurn, Unmindful, though a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn.
Página 2 - And oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle. O Thou! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
Página 271 - IS there, for honest poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that ? The coward slave we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Página 133 - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
Página 147 - 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 xxxvii - November chill blaws loud wi' 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...