The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: Edited from the Best Printed and Manuscript Authorities, with Glossarial Index, and a Biographical Memoir, Volum 2Macmillan and Company, 1865 |
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... gude be wi ' you . ON THE DEATH OF ROBERT DUNDAS , ESQ . OF ARNISTON , LATE LORD PRESIDENT OF THE COURT OF SESSION . LONE on the bleaky hills the straying flocks Shun the fierce storms among the sheltering rocks ; Down from the rivulets ...
... gude be wi ' you . ON THE DEATH OF ROBERT DUNDAS , ESQ . OF ARNISTON , LATE LORD PRESIDENT OF THE COURT OF SESSION . LONE on the bleaky hills the straying flocks Shun the fierce storms among the sheltering rocks ; Down from the rivulets ...
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... gude bay mare , An ' ance she bare a priest ; But now she's floating down the Nith , For Solway fish a feast . Peg Nicholson was a gude bay mare , An ' the priest he rode her sair ; An ' meikle oppress'd an ' bruised she was , As priest ...
... gude bay mare , An ' ance she bare a priest ; But now she's floating down the Nith , For Solway fish a feast . Peg Nicholson was a gude bay mare , An ' the priest he rode her sair ; An ' meikle oppress'd an ' bruised she was , As priest ...
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... Gude night , ' and cam awa , And left the Session ,; I saw they were resolved a ' On my oppression . EXTEMPORE LINES , IN ANSWER TO A CARD FROM AN INTIMATE FRIEND OF BURNS , WISHING HIM TO SPEND AN HOUR AT A TAVERN . THE King's most ...
... Gude night , ' and cam awa , And left the Session ,; I saw they were resolved a ' On my oppression . EXTEMPORE LINES , IN ANSWER TO A CARD FROM AN INTIMATE FRIEND OF BURNS , WISHING HIM TO SPEND AN HOUR AT A TAVERN . THE King's most ...
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... gude fellows and wale of auld men ; He has gowd in his coffers , he has owsen and kine , And ae bonie lassie , his darling and mine . She's fresh as the morning , the fairest in May ; She's sweet as the ev'ning amang the new hay ; As ...
... gude fellows and wale of auld men ; He has gowd in his coffers , he has owsen and kine , And ae bonie lassie , his darling and mine . She's fresh as the morning , the fairest in May ; She's sweet as the ev'ning amang the new hay ; As ...
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... cantie wi ' mair , Whene'er I forgather wi ' sorrow and care , I gie them a skelp as they're creepin ' alang , Wi ' a cog o ' gude swats , and an auld Scottish sang . I whyles claw the elbow o ' troublesome thought ; of Burns . 107.
... cantie wi ' mair , Whene'er I forgather wi ' sorrow and care , I gie them a skelp as they're creepin ' alang , Wi ' a cog o ' gude swats , and an auld Scottish sang . I whyles claw the elbow o ' troublesome thought ; of Burns . 107.
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Side 206 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that ! What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a
Side 207 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak' a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith, he mauna fa' that! For a
Side 135 - JOHN ANDERSON MY JO John Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonie brow was brent; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snaw; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither, And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Side 202 - The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu...
Side 135 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony 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.
Side 130 - And mony a hill between ; But, day and night, my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Side 204 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will...