The Poetical Works of Robert BurnsHoughton, Mifflin, 1882 - 299 páginas |
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... Land , -those who bear the honours and inherit the virtues of their Ancestors ? The Poetic Genius of my Country found me , as the prophetic bard Elijah did Elisha — at the plough ; and threw her inspiring mantle She bade me sing the ...
... Land , -those who bear the honours and inherit the virtues of their Ancestors ? The Poetic Genius of my Country found me , as the prophetic bard Elijah did Elisha — at the plough ; and threw her inspiring mantle She bade me sing the ...
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... Land I love Scroggam The Tears I shed The Twa Herds PAGE 238 .. 238 .. 238 239 .. 240 240 ·· 241 .. 241 .. 241 243 ·· 242 .. 242 .. 243 244 .. 244 .. 245 ·· 245 245 .. 246 .. 246 .. 246 ·· 246 247 .. .. 247 .. 247 247 248 .. 248 .. 248 ...
... Land I love Scroggam The Tears I shed The Twa Herds PAGE 238 .. 238 .. 238 239 .. 240 240 ·· 241 .. 241 .. 241 243 ·· 242 .. 242 .. 243 244 .. 244 .. 245 ·· 245 245 .. 246 .. 246 .. 246 ·· 246 247 .. .. 247 .. 247 247 248 .. 248 .. 248 ...
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... land , on which he had built a small hovel of clay and straw . It stood by the roadside , a Scotch mile and a half from the town of Ayr , and near the famous Alloway Kirk . Robert was sent to school before his sixth year , and soon ...
... land , on which he had built a small hovel of clay and straw . It stood by the roadside , a Scotch mile and a half from the town of Ayr , and near the famous Alloway Kirk . Robert was sent to school before his sixth year , and soon ...
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... lands , he had no more scholar - craft than myself . ” And here I am reminded of that sweet passage in Virgil , which Mr. Rogers thought so true to nature , that he must have drawn it from early recollections : — " You were little when ...
... lands , he had no more scholar - craft than myself . ” And here I am reminded of that sweet passage in Virgil , which Mr. Rogers thought so true to nature , that he must have drawn it from early recollections : — " You were little when ...
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... land . " A word is due to the prose of Burns . The letters of poets include delightful specimens of our language ; and the art of Pope , the pictures of Gray , the sun- shine of Goldsmith , the heart - scenery of Cowper , and the nature ...
... land . " A word is due to the prose of Burns . The letters of poets include delightful specimens of our language ; and the art of Pope , the pictures of Gray , the sun- shine of Goldsmith , the heart - scenery of Cowper , and the nature ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
aboon amang auld auld lang syne baith banks Bard Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast Burns canna cauld charms CHORUS claut dear dearie Deil Dumfries e'en e'er Ev'n ev'ry fair Farewell fate Fête Champêtre flower frae Gavin Hamilton glen guid hame heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest ilka Jamie laddie lassie lo'es Lord Mary Mauchline maun monie morning mourn Muse nae mair nane ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poet poor pow'r pride roar sang Scotland sing skelpin song sorrow soul sweet Syne tears tell thee There's thou hast thro thyme TUNE unco wander weary weel Whare Whigs whistle Whyles wild Willie wind winna ye'll ye're young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 6 - 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 6 - 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 6 - Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Página 10 - My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go. Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North, The birthplace of...
Página 5 - 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 6 - CHORUS. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o...