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... o'er , with patriarchal grace , The big hall - Bible , once his father's pride : His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside , fire gray temples His lyart haffets wearing thin and bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Sion glide , He ...
... o'er , with patriarchal grace , The big hall - Bible , once his father's pride : His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside , fire gray temples His lyart haffets wearing thin and bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Sion glide , He ...
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... and free ; And still the more I view them o'er , The more they captive me . The next verse is wanting in that MS . well dressed Makes LOCHLE A. 1777-1784 . William Burness lingered out twelve years 24 LIFE AND WORKS OF BURNS .
... and free ; And still the more I view them o'er , The more they captive me . The next verse is wanting in that MS . well dressed Makes LOCHLE A. 1777-1784 . William Burness lingered out twelve years 24 LIFE AND WORKS OF BURNS .
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... O'er the swelling drumlie wave . Such was my life's deceitful morning , Such the pleasure I enjoyed ; But lang or noon , loud tempests storming , A ' my flowery bliss destroyed . Though fickle Fortune has deceived me , She promised fair ...
... O'er the swelling drumlie wave . Such was my life's deceitful morning , Such the pleasure I enjoyed ; But lang or noon , loud tempests storming , A ' my flowery bliss destroyed . Though fickle Fortune has deceived me , She promised fair ...
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... o'er to ruin . -Oh , but for kind , though ill - requited friends , I had been driven forth like you forlorn , The most detested , worthless wretch among you ! " " The oppressor , ' we cannot doubt , was the factor whose lot it was to ...
... o'er to ruin . -Oh , but for kind , though ill - requited friends , I had been driven forth like you forlorn , The most detested , worthless wretch among you ! " " The oppressor , ' we cannot doubt , was the factor whose lot it was to ...
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... o'er the hills like a craw , man , I can haud up my head wi ' the best o ' the breed , Though fluttering ever so braw , man . My coat and my vest , they are Scotch o ' the best , O ' pairs o ' guid breeks I hae twa , man , And stockings ...
... o'er the hills like a craw , man , I can haud up my head wi ' the best o ' the breed , Though fluttering ever so braw , man . My coat and my vest , they are Scotch o ' the best , O ' pairs o ' guid breeks I hae twa , man , And stockings ...
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The life and works of Robert Burns, ed. by R. Chambers. Libr. ed, Volum 2 Robert Burns Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1856 |
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acquaintance afterwards Aiken Amang appears auld Ayrshire baith bard bonnie lass bonny braw brother Burns's canna charms dear deil e'en e'er Edinburgh Epistle fair farm father fear feelings Firth of Clyde fortune frae Gavin Hamilton Gilbert Burns Halloween Hamilton happy heart Heaven Highland honour humble Jean John John Barleycorn Kilmarnock Kirkoswald labour Laird lass lassie letter lived Lochlea Mary Mauchline maun Maybole mind minister monie Mossgiel Muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er owre parish pleasure plough poem poet poet's poetical poor pride rhyme Robert Burns rustic says scene Scotch Scotland Scottish shew sing skelpin song stanza sweet tell thee There's thou thought Torbolton unco verses weary weel Whyles William Burness wretched Ye'll young youth
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Side 165 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days: There, ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere...
Side 230 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, '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.
Side 163 - What makes the youth sae bashfu' an' sae grave ; Weel pleas'd to think her bairn's respected like the lave. O happy love ! where love like this is found ! O heart-felt raptures ! bliss beyond compare ! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare: — "If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents...
Side 270 - 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' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Side 164 - The sire turns o'er with patriarchal grace The big ha' -bible, ance his father's pride ; His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin and bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship GOD !
Side 77 - But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation : Meek loveliness is round thee spread, A softness still and holy ; The grace of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy.
Side 165 - 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...
Side 114 - Her pure and eloquent blood Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought, That one might almost say her body thought.
Side 68 - 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!
Side 72 - Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content ! And O may Heaven their simple lives prevent From Luxury's contagion, weak and vile ; Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous Populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved ISLE. O THOU ! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...