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... blast of a trumpet , some of the spectres that haunted him fled for a season . He was reconciled to the beautiful Maria Riddell . Some of the Dumfries gentry began to smile on him once more . The political ferment had subsided , and ...
... blast of a trumpet , some of the spectres that haunted him fled for a season . He was reconciled to the beautiful Maria Riddell . Some of the Dumfries gentry began to smile on him once more . The political ferment had subsided , and ...
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... Blast Address to the Wood - Lark was Blawn 250 On Chloris being ill Meg o ' the Mill 252 Caledonia Blithe hae I been on yon Hill 253 ' Twas na her bonnie blue e'e Logan Water 254 • Oh , gin my Love were yon Red How cruel are the Parents ...
... Blast Address to the Wood - Lark was Blawn 250 On Chloris being ill Meg o ' the Mill 252 Caledonia Blithe hae I been on yon Hill 253 ' Twas na her bonnie blue e'e Logan Water 254 • Oh , gin my Love were yon Red How cruel are the Parents ...
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... blast , Thou thought to dwell , Till , crash the cruel coulter pass'd Out through thy cell . 6 That wee bit heap o ' leaves and stibble , Has cost thee mony a weary nibble ! Now thou's turn'd out , for a ' thy trouble , But house or ...
... blast , Thou thought to dwell , Till , crash the cruel coulter pass'd Out through thy cell . 6 That wee bit heap o ' leaves and stibble , Has cost thee mony a weary nibble ! Now thou's turn'd out , for a ' thy trouble , But house or ...
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... blast ! Oh ye who , sunk in beds of down , Feel not a want but what yourselves create , Think , for a moment , on his wretched fate , Whom friends and fortune quite disown ! Ill - satisfied keen Nature's clamorous call , Stretch'd on ...
... blast ! Oh ye who , sunk in beds of down , Feel not a want but what yourselves create , Think , for a moment , on his wretched fate , Whom friends and fortune quite disown ! Ill - satisfied keen Nature's clamorous call , Stretch'd on ...
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... blast , And hail and rain does blaw ; Or , the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snaw : While , tumbling brown , the burn comes down , And roars frae bank to brae ; And bird and beast in covert rest , And pass the ...
... blast , And hail and rain does blaw ; Or , the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snaw : While , tumbling brown , the burn comes down , And roars frae bank to brae ; And bird and beast in covert rest , And pass the ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
aboon amang ance auld auld lang syne banks Bard birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest blithe bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast Burns cauld charms CHORUS claut Cottars dear dearest dearie death deil Dumfries e'en e'er fair fate fête champêtre flowers frae Gala water glen grace grief Gude hame heart Heaven Highland lassie honest ilka ither Jamie Kilmarnock laddie lassie lo'es Lord Mary Mauchline maun meikle mony morning Muse nae mair ne'er never night Nith o'er owre pleasure poems poet poor pride roar ROBERT BURNS sang Scotland sing skelpin song sorrow soul sweet Syne tear tell thee There's thine thou TUNE unco wander weary weel Whigs whistle whyles wife wild Willie wind winna ye'll young Он
Passagens conhecidas
Página 115 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme, How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He, who bore in heaven the second name, Had not on earth whereon to lay his head; How his first followers and servants sped: The precepts sage they wrote to many a land: How he, who lone in Patmos banished, Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand; And heard great Babylon's doom pronounced by Heaven's command. Then, kneeling down to heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope springs...
Página 114 - 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 !* he says, with solemn air. They chant their artless notes in simple guise; They tune their hearts, by far the noblest aim : Perhaps ' Dundee's ' wild warbling measures rise, Or plaintive *• Martyrs...
Página 115 - 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 202 - 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 114 - 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 205 - 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 77 - tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Página 39 - YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can- ye bloom sae fresh and fair; How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu...
Página 113 - Wi' kindly welcome, Jenny brings him ben ; A strappan youth ; he taks the Mother's eye ; Blythe 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, an laithfu', scarce can weel behave ; The Mother, wi...
Página 19 - Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, An' fill it in a silver tassie ; That I may drink before I go A service to my bonnie lassie : The boat rocks at the pier o' Leith, Fu' loud the wind blaws frae the Ferry, The ship rides by the Berwick-law, And I maun leave my bonnie Mary. The trumpets sound, the banners fly, The glittering spears are ranked ready ; The shouts o...