The Poems and Songs of Robert BurnsLibrary of Alexandria, 1 gen 1926 - 574 pagine |
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... owre she warsl'd in the ditch: There, groaning, dying, she did lie, When Hughoc he camdoytin by. Wi' glowrin een, and lifted han's Poor Hughoc like a statue stan's; He saw her days were nearhand ended,But, wae's my heart! hecouldna mend ...
... owre she warsl'd in the ditch: There, groaning, dying, she did lie, When Hughoc he camdoytin by. Wi' glowrin een, and lifted han's Poor Hughoc like a statue stan's; He saw her days were nearhand ended,But, wae's my heart! hecouldna mend ...
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... owre the knowe, For bits o' bread; An' down the briny pearls rowe For Mailie dead. She was naeget o' moorland tips, Wi' tauted ket,an' hairy hips;For her forbears were brought in ships, Frae'yont theTweed. A bonier fleesh ne'er cross'd ...
... owre the knowe, For bits o' bread; An' down the briny pearls rowe For Mailie dead. She was naeget o' moorland tips, Wi' tauted ket,an' hairy hips;For her forbears were brought in ships, Frae'yont theTweed. A bonier fleesh ne'er cross'd ...
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... owre and owre again, Amang the rigs o' barley. Cornrigs, an' barley rigs, &c. I lock'd her in myfond embrace; Herheart was beating rarely: My blessings on that happy place, Amang the rigs o' barley! But bythe moonand stars so bright ...
... owre and owre again, Amang the rigs o' barley. Cornrigs, an' barley rigs, &c. I lock'd her in myfond embrace; Herheart was beating rarely: My blessings on that happy place, Amang the rigs o' barley! But bythe moonand stars so bright ...
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... owre thehill to Nanie, O. My Nanie'scharming, sweet, an' young; Nae artfu' wiles to win ye, O:May ill befa' the flattering tongue That wad beguile my Nanie, O.Her face is fair, herheart is true;As spotless as she's bonie, O: The op'ning ...
... owre thehill to Nanie, O. My Nanie'scharming, sweet, an' young; Nae artfu' wiles to win ye, O:May ill befa' the flattering tongue That wad beguile my Nanie, O.Her face is fair, herheart is true;As spotless as she's bonie, O: The op'ning ...
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... Owre a'the height; An'saw gin theyweresick or hale,Atthefirst sight. He fine a mangysheep could scrub, Ornobly flingthe gospel club,And NewLight herds could nicely drub Orpay their skin;Could shake them o'er the burning dub, Or heave ...
... Owre a'the height; An'saw gin theyweresick or hale,Atthefirst sight. He fine a mangysheep could scrub, Ornobly flingthe gospel club,And NewLight herds could nicely drub Orpay their skin;Could shake them o'er the burning dub, Or heave ...
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