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... tears — lay near his heart , he composed the strain , To Mary in He wven ; and in the course of one summer day , in a perfect riot and whirlwind of ecstasy , every faculty and power in full blossom , he dashed off Tam O'Shanter ...
... tears — lay near his heart , he composed the strain , To Mary in He wven ; and in the course of one summer day , in a perfect riot and whirlwind of ecstasy , every faculty and power in full blossom , he dashed off Tam O'Shanter ...
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... tears , as Howard came to the strong places of pestilence— irradiating , consoling ; like the hearing of soft tones , like the touches of tender hands . And then his large friendliness flows out in every direction . The " mouse " is his ...
... tears , as Howard came to the strong places of pestilence— irradiating , consoling ; like the hearing of soft tones , like the touches of tender hands . And then his large friendliness flows out in every direction . The " mouse " is his ...
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... tears . The character of the factor is drawn in the Tale of Twa Dogs . The hard labor , poor living , and sorrow of this period formed the chief cause of the poet's subsequent fits of melancholy , frequent headaches , and palpitation of ...
... tears . The character of the factor is drawn in the Tale of Twa Dogs . The hard labor , poor living , and sorrow of this period formed the chief cause of the poet's subsequent fits of melancholy , frequent headaches , and palpitation of ...
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... tears trickling down your nose ; Our Bardie's fate is at a close , Past a ' remead ; The last , sad cape - stane of his woes ; Poor Mailie's dead ! It's no the loss o ' warl's gear , That could sae bitter draw the tear , Or mak our ...
... tears trickling down your nose ; Our Bardie's fate is at a close , Past a ' remead ; The last , sad cape - stane of his woes ; Poor Mailie's dead ! It's no the loss o ' warl's gear , That could sae bitter draw the tear , Or mak our ...
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... tears will revel , Like ony bead ; Death's gien the Lodge an unco devel , Tam Samson's dead ! When Winter muffles up his cloak , And binds the mire like a rock ; When to the loughs the Curlers flock Wi ' gleesome speed , Wha will they ...
... tears will revel , Like ony bead ; Death's gien the Lodge an unco devel , Tam Samson's dead ! When Winter muffles up his cloak , And binds the mire like a rock ; When to the loughs the Curlers flock Wi ' gleesome speed , Wha will they ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
acquaintance Allan Cunningham amang auld Ayrshire bard bonie bosom braes braw Burns charms Clarinda dare DEAR SIR dearest dearie Dumfries DUNLOP e'en Edinburgh ELLISLAND Excise fair fancy Farewell farm favourite feel Fête Champêtre frae friendship Gavin Hamilton give hame happy heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest honour hope hour humble idea ilka Jenny Geddes Kilmarnock kind lady lass lassie letter lo'e Lord Madam mair Mauchline maun meet mind Miss monie morning Mossgiel muse ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poem poet poetic poor pride rhyme ROBERT BURNS Scotland Scottish sing song soul stanzas sweet SYLVANDER Tarbolton tell thee There's Thomson thou thought thro TUNE verses weary weel wife wild William Burnes Willie wish worth wretch write ye'll young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 226 - Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains ! By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free ! Lay the proud usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
Página 63 - 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 !* he says, with solemn air.
Página 61 - 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...
Página 199 - John, Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Página 62 - An' mind your duty, duly, morn an' night ! Lest in temptation's path ye gang astray, Implore His counsel and assisting might : They never sought in vain that sought the Lord aright ! " But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door. Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame.
Página 235 - A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro...
Página 90 - The night drave on wi' sangs and clatter, And aye the ale was growing better : The landlady and Tam grew gracious Wi' favours secret, sweet, and precious : The Souter tauld his queerest stories ; The landlord's laugh was ready chorus : The storm without might rair and rustle, Tam did na mind the storm a whistle. Care, mad to see a man sae happy, E'en drown'd himsel amang the nappy ; As bees flee hame wi' lades o' treasure, The minutes wing'd their way wi' pleasure : Kings may be blest, but Tam was...
Página 239 - I forget the hallow'd 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 kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thick'ning green; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
Página 206 - There oft as mild ev'ning weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides ; How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flow'rets she stems thy clear wave.
Página 226 - Their tinsel show, and a' that ; The honest man, though e'er sae poor, Is king o' men, for a' that. Ye see yon birkie, ca'da lord, Wha struts, and stares, and a' that ; Tho' hundreds worship at his word. He's but a coof. for a' that. For a' that, and a' that, His riband, star, and a' that, The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a