The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Burns: With Explanatory and Glossarial Notes; and a Life of the AuthorG. S. Appleton, 1847 - 635 Seiten |
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... fear , when thou art near I'll ay ca ' in by yon town I married with a scolding wife In coming by the brig of Dye • . 460 325 · 447 · 383 . 482 . 358 408 • 307 In Mauchline there dwells six proper young belles In simmer when the hay was ...
... fear , when thou art near I'll ay ca ' in by yon town I married with a scolding wife In coming by the brig of Dye • . 460 325 · 447 · 383 . 482 . 358 408 • 307 In Mauchline there dwells six proper young belles In simmer when the hay was ...
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... fear in a drunken squabble , yet I went on with a high hand with my geometry , till the sun entered Virgo , a month which is always a carnival in my bosom , when a charming fillette , who lived next door to the school , overset my ...
... fear in a drunken squabble , yet I went on with a high hand with my geometry , till the sun entered Virgo , a month which is always a carnival in my bosom , when a charming fillette , who lived next door to the school , overset my ...
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... fears , and of the soul's aspirations . Others give us the outward form and pressure of society -the court - costume of human nature - the laced lapelle and the epauletted shoulder . He gives us flesh and blood ; all he has he holds in ...
... fears , and of the soul's aspirations . Others give us the outward form and pressure of society -the court - costume of human nature - the laced lapelle and the epauletted shoulder . He gives us flesh and blood ; all he has he holds in ...
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... are more than mortal ; and the women are clothed in beauty , and walk in a light of their own creating ; a haggis is food fit for gods ; brose is a better sort of ambrosia ; ' wi ' twopenny we fear 48 . CURRIE'S LIFE.
... are more than mortal ; and the women are clothed in beauty , and walk in a light of their own creating ; a haggis is food fit for gods ; brose is a better sort of ambrosia ; ' wi ' twopenny we fear 48 . CURRIE'S LIFE.
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... fear nae evil ; ' and whiskey not only makes us insensible of danger , but inspires noble verse and heroic deeds . There is some- thing at once ludicrous and dignified in all this : to excite mingled emotions was the aim of the Poet ...
... fear nae evil ; ' and whiskey not only makes us insensible of danger , but inspires noble verse and heroic deeds . There is some- thing at once ludicrous and dignified in all this : to excite mingled emotions was the aim of the Poet ...
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amang auld baith Bard beauty blast blest bonnie bonnie lasses bosom braw breast brunstane Burns charms dear Deil Dumfries e'en e'er Edinburgh Ellisland Ev'n ev'ry fair fame fate fear flower frae gien grace guid hame hand heart Heaven Highland honest honour humble ither Kilmarnock kind labour lass lassie Lord Mauchline maun mind monie mourn muckle Muse nae mair Nature's ne'er never night o'er onie owre pleasure plough poems poet Poet's poor pow'r pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS round rustic scenes Scotland Scottish Shanter sing song soul sweet taen Tam O'Shanter Tarbolton tears tell thee thegither There's thou thro unco verses weary weel Whare Whyles wild William Burnes wind wretch Ye'll young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 18 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever ; Or like the Borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form / Evanishing amid the storm. — Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Seite 289 - 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, Freeman stand or freeman fa', Let him follow me!
Seite 84 - O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawy bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade, By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, Till she like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
Seite 35 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page, How Abram was the friend of God on high ; Or, Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny ; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire ; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry ; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire ; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Seite 527 - IT was a' for our rightfu' King We left fair Scotland's strand; It was a' for our rightfu' King We e'er saw Irish land, My dear — We e'er saw Irish land. Now a' is done that men can do, And a...
Seite 23 - Wi' mony an eldritch skreech and hollow. Ah, Tam! Ah, Tam! thou'll get thy fairin! In hell they'll roast thee like a herrin! In vain thy Kate awaits thy comin! Kate soon will be a woefu
Seite 35 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays : Hope " springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days : There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Seite 37 - 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-lov'd Isle. O Thou ! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
Seite 84 - mang the dewy weet, Wi' spreckl'd breast ! When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east. Cauld blew the bitter-biting north Upon thy early, humble birth; Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above the parent-earth Thy tender form. The flaunting flow'rs our gardens yield, High shelt'ring woods and wa's maun shield; But thou, beneath the random bield O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane.
Seite 290 - 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, Freeman stand, or freeman fa...