Poems and Songs of Robert BurnsCollins, 1955 - 736 pagine |
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Pagina 97
... fear't that night . An ' ay she win't , an ' ay she swat- I wat she made nae jaukin ; Till something held within the pat , Guid Lord ! but she was quakin ! But whether ' twas the Deil himsel , Or whether ' twas a bauk - en ' , Or ...
... fear't that night . An ' ay she win't , an ' ay she swat- I wat she made nae jaukin ; Till something held within the pat , Guid Lord ! but she was quakin ! But whether ' twas the Deil himsel , Or whether ' twas a bauk - en ' , Or ...
Pagina 124
... fear thy blow , From pomp and pleasure torn ; But , oh ! a blest relief to those That weary - laden mourn ! ' WINTER A Dirge TUNE : MacPherson's Rant I The wintry west extends his blast , And hail and rain does blaw ; Or the stormy ...
... fear thy blow , From pomp and pleasure torn ; But , oh ! a blest relief to those That weary - laden mourn ! ' WINTER A Dirge TUNE : MacPherson's Rant I The wintry west extends his blast , And hail and rain does blaw ; Or the stormy ...
Pagina 333
... fear him ; Nor anxious Fear , nor cankert Care , terrify crabbed E'er mair come near him . 2 To tell the truth , they seldom fash'd him , Except the moment that they crush'd him ; For sune as Chance or Fate had hush'd ' em , Tho ' e ...
... fear him ; Nor anxious Fear , nor cankert Care , terrify crabbed E'er mair come near him . 2 To tell the truth , they seldom fash'd him , Except the moment that they crush'd him ; For sune as Chance or Fate had hush'd ' em , Tho ' e ...
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aboon amang auld baith Bard blast blaw blest blythe bonie lass bosom braes braw brunstane Burns canna cauld charms CHORUS Clarinda dear dearie Death Deil Devil DUMFRIES e'en e'er Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fate fear flowers frae glen gude Wallace guid hame heart Heaven Hell Highland Highland laddie honest ilka John Barleycorn Johnie Kilmarnock King laddie laird lassie lo'e Lord Mauchline maun meikle monie morning mourn Muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er onie owre Poet poor pride rhyme roar sing skelpin soger soul sweet Syne taen Tam Lin TARBOLTON tear tell thee There's thine thou thro TUNE unco warl weary weel Whare Whigs whyles wild Willie wind winna wretch ye'll ye're
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