The Poetical Works, 第 1 卷Little, Brown, 1863 - 1 頁 |
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... Thou Power Supreme , whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfil , Here firm I rest , they must be best , - Because they are Thy will ! Then all I want ( oh , do Thou grant This one request of mine ! ) Since to enjoy Thou dost deny ...
... Thou Power Supreme , whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfil , Here firm I rest , they must be best , - Because they are Thy will ! Then all I want ( oh , do Thou grant This one request of mine ! ) Since to enjoy Thou dost deny ...
第 19 頁
... Thou , Almighty , canst not act From cruelty or wrath ! Oh 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 resolves To bear , and not ...
... Thou , Almighty , canst not act From cruelty or wrath ! Oh 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 resolves To bear , and not ...
第 24 頁
... thou , whose lamentable face Appears to mourn my woefu ' case ! My dying words attentive hear , And bear them to my master dear . Tell him , if e'er again he keep As muckle gear as buy a sheep , O bid him never tie them mair Wi ' wicked ...
... thou , whose lamentable face Appears to mourn my woefu ' case ! My dying words attentive hear , And bear them to my master dear . Tell him , if e'er again he keep As muckle gear as buy a sheep , O bid him never tie them mair Wi ' wicked ...
第 26 頁
... thou ne'er forgather up Wi ' ony blastit , moorland toop , encounter But aye keep mind to moop and mell mump - associate Wi ' sheep o ' credit like thysel . ' And now , my bairns , wi ' my last breath I lea'e my blessin ' wi ' you baith ...
... thou ne'er forgather up Wi ' ony blastit , moorland toop , encounter But aye keep mind to moop and mell mump - associate Wi ' sheep o ' credit like thysel . ' And now , my bairns , wi ' my last breath I lea'e my blessin ' wi ' you baith ...
第 32 頁
... thou wreck his peace , Wha for thy sake wad gladly die ? dust Or canst thou break that heart of his , Whase 32 32 [ 1783 MARY MORRISON . SONG-Mary Morrison.
... thou wreck his peace , Wha for thy sake wad gladly die ? dust Or canst thou break that heart of his , Whase 32 32 [ 1783 MARY MORRISON . SONG-Mary Morrison.
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第 253 頁 - Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet floweret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
第 244 頁 - tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
第 254 頁 - 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 given, Who long with wants and woes has striven.
第 135 頁 - See yonder poor, o'erlabour'd wight, So abject, mean and vile, Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil ; And see his lordly fellow-worm The poor petition spurn, Unmindful though a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn.
第 138 頁 - My loved, my honored, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish end, My dearest meed, a friend's esteem and praise: To you I sing, in simple Scottish lays, The lowly train in life's sequestered scene; The native feelings strong, the guileless ways; What Aiken in a cottage would have been; Ah!
第 28 頁 - The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', 'Ye are na Mary Morison.
第 272 頁 - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
第 140 頁 - An' each for other's weelfare kindly spiers : The social hours, swift-wing'd, unnotic'd fleet ; Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears ; The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years ; Anticipation forward points the view. The mother, wi' her needle an' her sheers, Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new; The father mixes a
第 146 頁 - Compared with this, how poor religion's pride, In all the pomp of method and of art, When men display to congregations wide Devotion's every grace...
第 170 頁 - See! the smoking bowl before us, Mark our jovial ragged ring! Round and round take up the chorus, And in raptures let us sing.