Poems and Songs of Robert Burns |
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Pagina 46
An ' when they meet wi ' sair disasters , Like loss o ' health or want o ' masters , Ye maist wad think , a wee touch langer , An ' they maun starve o ' cauld and hunger : But how it comes , I never kend yet , They're maistly wonderfu ...
An ' when they meet wi ' sair disasters , Like loss o ' health or want o ' masters , Ye maist wad think , a wee touch langer , An ' they maun starve o ' cauld and hunger : But how it comes , I never kend yet , They're maistly wonderfu ...
Pagina 253
TO DAVIE SECOND EPISTLE I I'm three times doubly o'er your debtor For your auld - farrant , frien❜ly letter ; Tho ' I maun say't , I doubt ye flatter , Ye speak sae fair : For my puir , silly , rhymin clatter Some less maun sair .
TO DAVIE SECOND EPISTLE I I'm three times doubly o'er your debtor For your auld - farrant , frien❜ly letter ; Tho ' I maun say't , I doubt ye flatter , Ye speak sae fair : For my puir , silly , rhymin clatter Some less maun sair .
Pagina 508
... I ON PARNASSUS HILL TUNE : My Love is lost to me I O , were I on Parnassus hill , Or had o ' Helicon my fill , That I might catch poetic skill To sing how dear I love thee ! But Nith maun be my Muses ' well , My Muse maun be thy ...
... I ON PARNASSUS HILL TUNE : My Love is lost to me I O , were I on Parnassus hill , Or had o ' Helicon my fill , That I might catch poetic skill To sing how dear I love thee ! But Nith maun be my Muses ' well , My Muse maun be thy ...
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amang arms auld banks bear better bonie Burns charms CHORUS dear Death Devil e'en e'er eyes face fair faith fate fear fellow flowers frae give grace green guid hame hand head hear heart Highland hill honest hope hour I'll John kind King laddie lass lassie leave light live look Lord mair maun meet mind monie morning Muse ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poor pride rest roar round sing soul spring sweet tear tell thee There's thou thought thro Till Title true TUNE turn weary weel wife wild Willie wind woods worth ye'll young
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