Robert Burns and Mrs. Dunlop

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Hodder and Stoughton, 1898 - 434 頁
 

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第 222 頁 - That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred hour can I forget ? Can I forget the hallow'd grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love...
第 143 頁 - Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides ; How wanton thy waters her...
第 128 頁 - I have some favourite flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild-brier rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight.
第 222 頁 - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ? Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace — Ah, little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods...
第 123 頁 - CHORUS. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine ; But we've wander'd mony a weary foot Sin auld lang syne.
第 291 頁 - As cold waters to a thirsty soul, so is good news from a far country.
第 128 頁 - Bagdat in order to pass the rest of the day in meditation and prayer. As I was here airing myself on the tops of the mountains, I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life; and, passing from one thought to another, surely, said I, man is but a shadow and life a dream.
第 420 頁 - I have lately drunk deep of the cup of affliction. The autumn robbed me of my only daughter and darling child, and that at a distance too, and so rapidly, as to put it out of my power to pay the last duties to her.
第 124 頁 - Fu' loud the wind blaws frae the Ferry, The ship rides by the Berwick-law, And I maun leave my bonnie Mary. The trumpets sound, the banners fly, The glittering spears are ranked ready ; The shouts o...
第 222 頁 - Proclaim'd the speed of winged day. Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.

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