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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Pagina 1787
... Soul I'm O'er Young To Marry Yet To The Weavers Gin Ye Go M'Pherson's Farewell Stay My Charmer Song My Hoggie Raving Winds Around Her Blowing Up In The Morning Early Hey , The Dusty Miller Duncan Davison The Lad They Ca'Jumpin John Talk ...
... Soul I'm O'er Young To Marry Yet To The Weavers Gin Ye Go M'Pherson's Farewell Stay My Charmer Song My Hoggie Raving Winds Around Her Blowing Up In The Morning Early Hey , The Dusty Miller Duncan Davison The Lad They Ca'Jumpin John Talk ...
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... A gaudy dress and gentle air May slightly touch the heart; But it's innocence and modesty That polishes the dart. 'Tis this in Nelly pleases me, 'Tis this enchants my soul; For absolutely in my breast She reigns without control .
... A gaudy dress and gentle air May slightly touch the heart; But it's innocence and modesty That polishes the dart. 'Tis this in Nelly pleases me, 'Tis this enchants my soul; For absolutely in my breast She reigns without control .
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... all the pride of May: The tempest's howl, it soothes My griefs it seems to join; my soul, The leafless trees my fancy please, Their fate resembles mine! Thou Power Supreme, whose mighty scheme These woes of mine 1781 Winter: A Dirge.
... all the pride of May: The tempest's howl, it soothes My griefs it seems to join; my soul, The leafless trees my fancy please, Their fate resembles mine! Thou Power Supreme, whose mighty scheme These woes of mine 1781 Winter: A Dirge.
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... soul Obey Thy high behest. Sure, Thou, Almighty, canst not act From cruelty or wrath! O, free my weary eyes from tears, Or close them fast in death! But, if I must afflicted be, To suit some wise design, Then man my soul with firm ...
... soul Obey Thy high behest. Sure, Thou, Almighty, canst not act From cruelty or wrath! O, free my weary eyes from tears, Or close them fast in death! But, if I must afflicted be, To suit some wise design, Then man my soul with firm ...
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Robert Burns. Then man my soul with firm resolves, To bear and not repine! Paraphrase. Of. The. First. Psalm. Table of Contents The man, in life wherever plac'd, Hath happiness in store, Who walks not in the wicked's way, Nor learns their ...
Robert Burns. Then man my soul with firm resolves, To bear and not repine! Paraphrase. Of. The. First. Psalm. Table of Contents The man, in life wherever plac'd, Hath happiness in store, Who walks not in the wicked's way, Nor learns their ...
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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