A Complete Word and Phrase Concordance to the Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: Incorporating a Glossary of Scotch Words, with Notes, Index, and Appendix of Reading
Kerr & Richardson, 1889 - 568 pagine
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Pagina 210 - It's no in books, it's no in lear, To make us truly blest : If happiness hae not her seat And centre in the breast, We may be wise, or rich, or great, But never can be blest...
Pagina 308 - For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that — That sense and worth o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a' that, and a' that, It's coming yet, for a
Pagina 53 - Jenny's a' wat, poor body, Jenny's seldom dry ; She draiglet a' her petticoatie Coming through the rye. NEW STAGE VERSION. GIN a body meet a body Comin...
Pagina 142 - How His first followers and servants sped; The precepts sage they wrote to many a land; How he, who lone in Patmos banished, Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand, And heard great Bab'lon's doom pronounced by Heaven's command.
Pagina 314 - GRACE. SOME hae meat, and canna eat, And some wad eat that want it ; But we hae meat and we can eat, And sae the Lord be thanket. ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF PEG NICHOLSON. PEG Nicholson was a gude bay mare, As ever trode on airn ; But now she's floating down the Nith, An' past the mouth o
Pagina 170 - It is the moon, I ken her horn, That's blinkin in the lift sae hie ; She shines sae bright to wyle us hame, But by my sooth she'll wait a wee ! We are na fou, &c. Wha first shall rise to gang awa, A cuckold, coward loun is he ! Wha first beside his chair shall fa', He is the King amang us three ! We are na fou, &c.
Pagina 230 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer; A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go...
Pagina 375 - O wad some pow'r the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see us ! It wad frae monie a blunder free us And foolish notion : What airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us, And ev'n Devotion ! ADDRESS TO EDINBURGH.
Pagina 297 - Can never make them eerie. 0 why should fate sic pleasure have, Life's dearest bands untwining ? Or why sae sweet a flower as love Depend on Fortune's shining...