The Poetical Works of Robert BurnsHoughton, Mifflin, 1882 - 299 páginas |
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... 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 .. 248 249 .. 249 249 GRAMS ...
... 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 .. 248 249 .. 249 249 GRAMS ...
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... tears of agony ; and siccan fervour o ' eloquence I never heard fra : the lips o ' inan . It was awe- some to hear him . I was even greetin ' mysel ' , although it's no little that gars uid Sandy cry . " I rejoice in believing the heart ...
... tears of agony ; and siccan fervour o ' eloquence I never heard fra : the lips o ' inan . It was awe- some to hear him . I was even greetin ' mysel ' , although it's no little that gars uid Sandy cry . " I rejoice in believing the heart ...
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... tears of the table were obedient to his summons . An in- habitant of Dumfries gave a lively impression of his manner by saying , that he seemed to be desperately in earnest . He did not always pick his subjects or his words . The ...
... tears of the table were obedient to his summons . An in- habitant of Dumfries gave a lively impression of his manner by saying , that he seemed to be desperately in earnest . He did not always pick his subjects or his words . The ...
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... yet boils at the recollection of the scoundrel factor's insolent threatening letters , which used to set us all in tears . " - R . B. 13 Seize their goods . LUATH . They're no sae wretched's ane wad think , WORKS OF BURNS .
... yet boils at the recollection of the scoundrel factor's insolent threatening letters , which used to set us all in tears . " - R . B. 13 Seize their goods . LUATH . They're no sae wretched's ane wad think , WORKS OF BURNS .
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... tear trickled bright , when the short , stifled breath , Toid how dear you were aye to each other . My child , thou art gone to the home of thy rest , Where suffering no longer can harm ye , Where the songs of the good , where the hymns ...
... tear trickled bright , when the short , stifled breath , Toid how dear you were aye to each other . My child , thou art gone to the home of thy rest , Where suffering no longer can harm ye , Where the songs of the good , where the hymns ...
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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
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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...