Poems and Songs of Robert BurnsGood Press, 19 nov 2019 - 442 pagine There are literally hundreds of poems by the unrivaled nineteenth-century Scottish poet collected in this volume. They are arranged chronologically and there is a glossary at the end to translate the Scottish dialect. |
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... Gude Ale Keeps The Heart Aboon O Steer Her Up An ' Haud Her Gaun The Lass O ' Ecclefechan O Let Me In Thes Ae Night Her Answer I'll Aye Ca ' In By Yon Town O Wat Ye Wha's In Yon Town Ballads on Mr. Heron's Election , 1795 Inscription ...
... Gude Ale Keeps The Heart Aboon O Steer Her Up An ' Haud Her Gaun The Lass O ' Ecclefechan O Let Me In Thes Ae Night Her Answer I'll Aye Ca ' In By Yon Town O Wat Ye Wha's In Yon Town Ballads on Mr. Heron's Election , 1795 Inscription ...
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... Gude nicht and joy be wi ' thee ; I'll come nae mair to thy bower - door , To tell thee that I lo'e thee . O dinna think , my pretty pink , But I can live without thee : I vow and swear I dinna care , How lang ye look about ye . Thou'rt ...
... Gude nicht and joy be wi ' thee ; I'll come nae mair to thy bower - door , To tell thee that I lo'e thee . O dinna think , my pretty pink , But I can live without thee : I vow and swear I dinna care , How lang ye look about ye . Thou'rt ...
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... wi' yowes at hame; An' no to rin an' wear his cloots, Like ither menseless, graceless brutes. “An' neist, my yowie, silly thing, Gude keep thee frae a tether string! O, may thou ne'er forgather up, Wi' ony blastit, moorland.
... wi' yowes at hame; An' no to rin an' wear his cloots, Like ither menseless, graceless brutes. “An' neist, my yowie, silly thing, Gude keep thee frae a tether string! O, may thou ne'er forgather up, Wi' ony blastit, moorland.
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... gude will As a' the priests had seen me get thee That's out o' hell. Sweet fruit o' mony a merry dint, My funny toil is now a' tint, Sin' thou came to the warl' asklent, Which fools may scoff at; In my last plack thy part's be in't The ...
... gude will As a' the priests had seen me get thee That's out o' hell. Sweet fruit o' mony a merry dint, My funny toil is now a' tint, Sin' thou came to the warl' asklent, Which fools may scoff at; In my last plack thy part's be in't The ...
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Sommario
To A Mouse On Turning Her Up In Her Nest With The Plough | |
Song For A That1 | |
Scotch Drink | |
The Authors Earnest Cry And Prayer | |
Epistle To James Smith | |
Suppressed Stanzas Of The Vision | |
To Mr MAdam Of CraigenGillan | |
To Gavin Hamilton Esq Mauchline | |
The Twa Herds Or The Holy Tulyie | |
Epitaph On Holy Willie | |
Second Epistle To J Lapraik | |
Elegy On The Death Of Robert Ruisseaux1 | |
Third Epistle To J Lapraik | |
The Farewell To the Brethren of St James Lodge Tarbolton | |
The Lass O Ballochmyle | |
The Brigs Of | |
Lines On Meeting With Lord Daer1 | |
SongYon Wild Mossy Mountains | |
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Informazioni bibliografiche
| Titolo | Poems and Songs of Robert Burns |
| Autore | Robert Burns |
| Editore | Good Press, 2019 |
| Lunghezza | 442 pagine |
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