The Works of Robert Burns. With an Account of His Life, and Criticism on His Writings: To which are Prefixed, Some Observations on the Character and Condition of the Scottish PeasantryCrissy & Markley, 1850 - 456 頁 |
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... bosom of the author , especially when he found that , instead of the necessity of flying from his native land , he merit , his behaviour was in general decorous and unassuming ; but among his more equal or inferior associates , he was ...
... bosom of the author , especially when he found that , instead of the necessity of flying from his native land , he merit , his behaviour was in general decorous and unassuming ; but among his more equal or inferior associates , he was ...
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... bosom knew , In opening youth's delightful prime , Than when thy favouring ear he drew To listen to his chanted rhyme . Thy lonely wastes and frowning skies To him were all with rapture fraught ; He heard with joy the tempests rise That ...
... bosom knew , In opening youth's delightful prime , Than when thy favouring ear he drew To listen to his chanted rhyme . Thy lonely wastes and frowning skies To him were all with rapture fraught ; He heard with joy the tempests rise That ...
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... bosom fire , SONGS . A. Adieu ! a heart - warm , fond adieu ! Adown winding Nith I did wander , Ae fond kiss and then we sever , Again rejoicing nature sees , A Highland lad my love was born , Altho ' my bed were in yon muir , Amang the ...
... bosom fire , SONGS . A. Adieu ! a heart - warm , fond adieu ! Adown winding Nith I did wander , Ae fond kiss and then we sever , Again rejoicing nature sees , A Highland lad my love was born , Altho ' my bed were in yon muir , Amang the ...
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... bosom burns , smart , • 88 · 123 89 Stay my charmer , can you leave me ? Streams that glide in orient plains , Sweet fa's the eve on Craigie - burn , · 101 151 112 T. 90 149 · • The deil cam fiddling tho ' the town , The CONTENTS .
... bosom burns , smart , • 88 · 123 89 Stay my charmer , can you leave me ? Streams that glide in orient plains , Sweet fa's the eve on Craigie - burn , · 101 151 112 T. 90 149 · • The deil cam fiddling tho ' the town , The CONTENTS .
第 1 頁
... bosom - to be distingished . He begs his readers , particularly the learned and Now that he appears in the public character the polite , who may honour him with a perusal , of an author , he does it with fear and trem- that they will ...
... bosom - to be distingished . He begs his readers , particularly the learned and Now that he appears in the public character the polite , who may honour him with a perusal , of an author , he does it with fear and trem- that they will ...
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amang auld auld lang syne banks bard Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest blithe bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast Burns canna cauld charms CHORUS claut dear dearest dearie deil Dumfries Dunlop e'en e'er Edinburgh Ellisland ev'ry fair fate flower frae genius glen guid hame happy heart Heaven Highland honest honour ilka kind lassie lo'es Lord Lord Gregory Mauchline maun mind mony morning muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poems poet poor pride rhyme ROBERT BURNS sang Scotland Scots Scottish sing skelpin song soul sparklin sweet syne tears tell thee There's thine thou thro TUNE unco verses wander weary weel whistle whyles wild Willie wind ye'll ye're young
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第 101 頁 - 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 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
第 109 頁 - OF a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi
第 68 頁 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
第 94 頁 - Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains ! By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free ! Lay the proud usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
第 40 頁 - NOVEMBER chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely Cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...
第 3 頁 - 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!
第 68 頁 - A towzie tyke, black, grim, and large, To gie them music was his charge ; He screw'd the pipes, and gart them skirl, Till roof and rafters a
第 68 頁 - Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which ev"n to name wad be unlawfu'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious : The piper loud and louder blew ; The dancers quick and quicker flew ; They reel'd, they set, they cross'd, they cleekit, Till ilka carlin swat and reekit, And coost her duddies to the wark, And linket at it in her sark ! Now Tam, O Tam ! had thae been queans, A' plump and strapping in their teens ; Their sarks, instead o...
第 27 頁 - Keen-shivering shot thy nerves along, Those accents, grateful to thy tongue, Th' adored Name, I taught thee how to pour in song, To soothe thy flame. 'I saw thy pulse's maddening play Wild send thee pleasure's devious way, Misled by fancy's meteor ray, By passion driven; But yet the light that led astray Was light from Heaven.
第 40 頁 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam' o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; With heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak : Weel pleased the mother hears it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...