Poems, Songs, and Letters: Being the Complete Works of Robert BurnsMacmillan and Company, Limited, 1896 - 636 pagine |
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Pagina 33
... never learn the gaets Of ither vile wanrestfu ' pets ! To slink thro ' slaps , an ' reave an ' steal , At stacks o ' pease , or stocks o ' kail . So may they , like their great Forbears , For monie a year come thro ' the sheers ; So ...
... never learn the gaets Of ither vile wanrestfu ' pets ! To slink thro ' slaps , an ' reave an ' steal , At stacks o ' pease , or stocks o ' kail . So may they , like their great Forbears , For monie a year come thro ' the sheers ; So ...
Pagina 34
... never fash ; I rhyme for fun . The star that rules my luckless lot , Has fated me the russet coat , An ' damn'd my fortune to the groat ; But , in requit , Has blest me with a random shot Q ' countra wit , BLAIR . This while my notion's ...
... never fash ; I rhyme for fun . The star that rules my luckless lot , Has fated me the russet coat , An ' damn'd my fortune to the groat ; But , in requit , Has blest me with a random shot Q ' countra wit , BLAIR . This while my notion's ...
Pagina 35
... never toil'd nor swat ; They drink the sweet and eat the fat , But care or pain ; And , haply , eye the barren hut With high disdain . With steady aim , some Fortune chase ; Keen hope does ev'ry sinew brace ; Thro ' fair , thro ' foul ...
... never toil'd nor swat ; They drink the sweet and eat the fat , But care or pain ; And , haply , eye the barren hut With high disdain . With steady aim , some Fortune chase ; Keen hope does ev'ry sinew brace ; Thro ' fair , thro ' foul ...
Pagina 54
... never reestit ; The steyest brae thou wad hae face't it ; Thou never lap , an ' sten't , and breastit , Then stood to blaw ; But just thy step a wee thing hastit , Thou snoov't awa . My pleugh is now thy bairn - time a ' : Four gallant ...
... never reestit ; The steyest brae thou wad hae face't it ; Thou never lap , an ' sten't , and breastit , Then stood to blaw ; But just thy step a wee thing hastit , Thou snoov't awa . My pleugh is now thy bairn - time a ' : Four gallant ...
Pagina 58
... never can be blest : Nae treasures , nor pleasures , Could make us happy lang ; The heart ay's the part ay , That makes us right or wrang . Think ye , that sic as you and I , Wha drudge and drive thro ' wet an ' dry , Wi ' never ...
... never can be blest : Nae treasures , nor pleasures , Could make us happy lang ; The heart ay's the part ay , That makes us right or wrang . Think ye , that sic as you and I , Wha drudge and drive thro ' wet an ' dry , Wi ' never ...
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acquaintance Allan Cunningham amang auld Ayrshire bard blest bonie lass bosom braes braw Burns charms Clarinda dare DEAR SIR dearest dearie Deil Dumfries DUNLOP e'en e'er Edinburgh ELLISLAND fair fancy Farewell farm favourite Fête Champêtre frae friendship Gavin Hamilton give grace gude hame happy heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest honour hope ilka Jenny Geddes Kilmarnock kind lady lassie letter lo'es Lord Madam mair Mauchline maun mind Miss monie morning Mossgiel Muse ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poem poet poetic poor pride rhyme ROBERT BURNS Scotland Scottish sing song soul stanzas sweet SYLVANDER Tarbolton tell thee There's thou thought thro TUNE verses weary weel Whigs wife wild William Burnes Willie wish worth wretch write ye'll young
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Pagina 172 - Is there a man whose judgment clear, Can others teach the course to steer, Yet runs, himself, life's mad career, Wild as the wave; Here pause — and, thro' the starting tear, Survey this grave. The poor inhabitant below Was quick to learn and wise to know, And keenly felt the friendly glow, And softer flame; But thoughtless follies laid him low, And stain'd his name!
Pagina 212 - I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me : Dark despair around benights me.
Pagina 52 - I'm truly sorry man's dominion, Has broken nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle At me, thy poor, earth-born companion, An
Pagina 67 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering worth is...
Pagina 61 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha-Bible, ance his father's pride; His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care; And "Let us worship God!
Pagina 208 - WERT thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.
Pagina 226 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank 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
Pagina 89 - Whare sits our sulky, sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm. This truth fand honest Tam o...
Pagina 199 - John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither; And monie a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither: Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson, my jo.
Pagina 385 - tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes, there must be joy.