Robert Burns: ein Bild seines Lebens und WirkensHoffmann & Reiber, 1897 - 62 Seiten |
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Afton alte Burneß Ausdruck Ayrshire Balladen Bannockburn Bartsch's Übersetzung Begeisterung besonders Besuch Briefe an Mrs Burns'schen Clarinda Cotter's Saturday Night Creech damals Death deſſen dichterischen dieſe Dugald Stewart Dumfries Dunlop Earl of Glencairn Edinburg Empfindung Epistle ersten Fair Familie fand Farm faſt Firth of Clyde Flow gently Frau Freunde Gavin Hamilton Gedichte Geliebten gern Gesellschaft giebt Gilbert ging Glück Graham Greenock groß großen Hand Haus Herz hübschen irgend iſt Jahre Jamie Jean Jeannie Jenny Geddes jezt John Anderson Kilmarnock Kinder Kirkoswald konnte Leben Leidenschaft leider lezten Liebe Lieder ließ machte Mädchen Mann Mary Mauchline Melodie Miß Moßgiel muß mußte Natur Persönlichkeit plößlich Riddel Robert Burns Robert Chambers sagt Schloß schottischen Schottland schreibt schrieb ſein ſeiner ſelbſt ſich ſie Solway Firth stand Stimmung sweet Afton Tage Tarbolton thee Thomson Thou thun Tode troß unseres Vater Vergl verlaſſen viel weiß Werke wieder wohl
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 51 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha s>ae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee ! Wha for Scotland's King and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa'?
Seite 56 - FLOW gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise ; My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream. Thou stock-dove whose echo resounds thro...
Seite 57 - Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high. My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below. Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft, as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me.
Seite 57 - O, WERT thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.
Seite 52 - It is the moon, I ken her horn, That's blinkin' in the lift sae hie ; She shines sae bright to wyle us hame, But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee ! We are na fou, &c.
Seite 51 - By oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free!
Seite 52 - WILLIE brew'da peck o' maut, And Rob and Allan cam to see ; Three blither hearts, that lee-lang night, Ye wad na find in Christendie. We are na fou, we're nae that fou, But just a drappie in our e'e ; The cock may craw, the day may daw, And aye we'll taste the barley bree.
Seite 57 - Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays; My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream — Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream ! HIGHLAND MARY Ye banks, and braes, and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie!
Seite 52 - Oh, Willie brew'da peck o' maut, And Rob and Allan cam to pree; Three blither hearts that lee lang night Ye wadna find in Christendie." Here were the two strains of this marvellous genius, and the voices of the two spirits that went with him through life : " He raised a mortal to the skies, She drew an angel down.
Seite 51 - SCOTS, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, . Welcome to your gory bed, Or. to glorious vidorie.