The Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Volume 1F. A. Stokes, 1887 - 362 páginas |
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... Hope had sprung up in his bosom like a Jonah's gourd , and while the greenness lasted he was happy enough . During his solitary life at Ellisland , he wrote two or three of his finest songs , each of them in praise of Jean , and each ...
... Hope had sprung up in his bosom like a Jonah's gourd , and while the greenness lasted he was happy enough . During his solitary life at Ellisland , he wrote two or three of his finest songs , each of them in praise of Jean , and each ...
Página xxvi
... hope ; but in the Excise he looked forward to advancement an Inspectorship or Supervisorship being regarded as within his reach . - - If Ellisland had only been profitable , Burns might have been considered a fortunate man . For his own ...
... hope ; but in the Excise he looked forward to advancement an Inspectorship or Supervisorship being regarded as within his reach . - - If Ellisland had only been profitable , Burns might have been considered a fortunate man . For his own ...
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... hope deferred of a supervisorship made his heart sick . He had succeeded as a poet , but in every thing else failure had dogged his steps ; and out of that poetical success no permanent benefit had resulted , or seemed now in his need ...
... hope deferred of a supervisorship made his heart sick . He had succeeded as a poet , but in every thing else failure had dogged his steps ; and out of that poetical success no permanent benefit had resulted , or seemed now in his need ...
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... hope of obtaining a supervisorship the mirage that haunted his closing years . Meanwhile political feeling had become less bitter ; and , in 1795 , he exhibited his friendliness to the institutions of the country by entering himself one ...
... hope of obtaining a supervisorship the mirage that haunted his closing years . Meanwhile political feeling had become less bitter ; and , in 1795 , he exhibited his friendliness to the institutions of the country by entering himself one ...
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... hope , an ' love an ' drink , They're a ' in famous tune For crack that day . How monie hearts this day converts O ' sinners and o ' lasses ! Their hearts o ' stane , gin night , are gane As saft as ony flesh is . There's some are fou o ...
... hope , an ' love an ' drink , They're a ' in famous tune For crack that day . How monie hearts this day converts O ' sinners and o ' lasses ! Their hearts o ' stane , gin night , are gane As saft as ony flesh is . There's some are fou o ...
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aboon Allan Cunningham amang auld auld lang syne banks Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest blithe bonie lass bosom braes braw Burns wrote canna cauld charms CHORUS claut dear dearie Deil Dumfries e'en e'er Ellisland ev'ry fair Farewell fate flower frae Gavin Hamilton glen grace gude hame heart Highland Highland laddie honest ilka Jamie Kilmarnock laddie Laird lassie line 13 line 17 line 21 lo'es Lord Mary Mauchline maun monie morning muse nae mair naething nane ne'er never night Nith o'er owre pleasure poem poet poor pride roar sang Scotland sing song stanzas sweet syne tear tell thee There's thou thro thyme TUNE unco verses wander weary weel Whigs whistle wild Willie wind winna ye'll ye're young
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Página 247 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that; But an honest man's aboon his might,— Guid Faith, he maunna fa' that! For a
Página 64 - 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 99 - 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! she starts before their nose; As eager runs the market-crowd, When 'Catch the thief!' resounds aloud; So Maggie runs — the witches follow, Wi' mony an eldritch skreech and hollow.
Página 66 - 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 74 - Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem: To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie Lark, companion meet! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
Página 250 - See the front o' battle lower ; See approach proud Edward's power— Chains and slaverie ! 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'?
Página 96 - Tam had got planted unco right, Fast by an ingle, bleezing finely, Wi' reaming swats, that drank divinely ; And at his elbow souter Johnny, His ancient, trusty, drouthy crony ; Tam lo'ed him like a vera brither ; They had been fou for weeks thegither. The night drave on wi...
Página 62 - 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 train 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...
Página 221 - Thou'll break my heart, thou bonnie bird, That sings beside thy mate; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o
Página 66 - 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!