The Works of Robert Burns: With an Account of His Life, and a Criticism on His Writings, Volumer 3-4Smith & Hill, 1816 |
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... leave the street When chill November's surly blast When Guildford good our pilot stood . While briers an ' woodbines budding green • 100 305 • 155 117 119 235 145 198 176 While new - ca'd key rout at the stake While virgin spring , by ...
... leave the street When chill November's surly blast When Guildford good our pilot stood . While briers an ' woodbines budding green • 100 305 • 155 117 119 235 145 198 176 While new - ca'd key rout at the stake While virgin spring , by ...
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... leaves bestrew the yird With musing deep , astonish'd stare Ye Irish lords , ye knights an ' squires • . • Page 255 313- 315 275 : 86 16 325 Ye men of wit and wealth , why all this sneering 1 POEMS , CHIEFLY SCOTTISH . THE TWA DOGS ...
... leaves bestrew the yird With musing deep , astonish'd stare Ye Irish lords , ye knights an ' squires • . • Page 255 313- 315 275 : 86 16 325 Ye men of wit and wealth , why all this sneering 1 POEMS , CHIEFLY SCOTTISH . THE TWA DOGS ...
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... leaves ; And tho ' the puny wound appear , Short while it grieves . Some , lucky , find a flow'ry spot , For which they never toil'd nor swat , They drink the sweet and eat the fat , But care or pain ; And , haply , eye the barren hut ...
... leaves ; And tho ' the puny wound appear , Short while it grieves . Some , lucky , find a flow'ry spot , For which they never toil'd nor swat , They drink the sweet and eat the fat , But care or pain ; And , haply , eye the barren hut ...
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... mirth • With boundless love . When ripen'd fields , and azure skies , ' Call'd forth the reaper's rustling noise , ' I saw thee leave their ev'ning joys , And lonely stalk , < To vent thy bosom's swelling rise • ' In.
... mirth • With boundless love . When ripen'd fields , and azure skies , ' Call'd forth the reaper's rustling noise , ' I saw thee leave their ev'ning joys , And lonely stalk , < To vent thy bosom's swelling rise • ' In.
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... thou this ' - she solemn said , And bound the Holly round my head : The polish'd leaves , and berries red , Did rustling play ; And , like a passing thought , she fled In light away . ADDRESS TO THE UNCO GUID OR THE RIGIDLY RIGHTEOUS . 91.
... thou this ' - she solemn said , And bound the Holly round my head : The polish'd leaves , and berries red , Did rustling play ; And , like a passing thought , she fled In light away . ADDRESS TO THE UNCO GUID OR THE RIGIDLY RIGHTEOUS . 91.
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