The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: Including Several Pieces Not Inserted in Dr. Currie's Edition: Exhibited Under a New Plan of Arrangement, and Preceded by a Life of the Author: with Notes, and a Complete GlossaryPhillips, Sampson, 1859 - 524 sider |
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... thro ' the steeks , The yellow - letter'd Geordie keeks . Frae morn to e'en it's nought but toiling , At baking , roasting , frying , boiling ; An ' tho ' the gentry first are stechin , Yet e'en the ha ' folk fill their pechin Wi ...
... thro ' the steeks , The yellow - letter'd Geordie keeks . Frae morn to e'en it's nought but toiling , At baking , roasting , frying , boiling ; An ' tho ' the gentry first are stechin , Yet e'en the ha ' folk fill their pechin Wi ...
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... thro ' the house My heart has been sae fain to see their That I for joy hae barkit wi ' them . Still it's owre true that ye hae said , Sic game is now owre aften played . There's monie a creditable stock O ' decent , honest fawsont folk ...
... thro ' the house My heart has been sae fain to see their That I for joy hae barkit wi ' them . Still it's owre true that ye hae said , Sic game is now owre aften played . There's monie a creditable stock O ' decent , honest fawsont folk ...
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... Thro ' winter's cauld or simmer's heat They've nae sair wark to craze their banes , An ' fill auld age wi ' grips an ' granes : But human bodies are sic fools , For a ' their colleges and schools , That when nae real ills perplex them ...
... Thro ' winter's cauld or simmer's heat They've nae sair wark to craze their banes , An ' fill auld age wi ' grips an ' granes : But human bodies are sic fools , For a ' their colleges and schools , That when nae real ills perplex them ...
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... thro ' the midnight air , Swift as the Gost drives on the wheeling hare ; Ane on th Auld Brig his airy shape uprears , The ither flutters o'er the rising piers Our warlock rhymer instantly descry'd The Sprites that owre the Brigs of Ayr ...
... thro ' the midnight air , Swift as the Gost drives on the wheeling hare ; Ane on th Auld Brig his airy shape uprears , The ither flutters o'er the rising piers Our warlock rhymer instantly descry'd The Sprites that owre the Brigs of Ayr ...
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... thro ' his woods , On to the shore ; And many a lesser torrent scuds , With seeming roar . Low , in a sandy valley spread , An ancient Borough rear'd her head ; Still , as in Scottish story read , She boasts a race To ev'ry nobler ...
... thro ' his woods , On to the shore ; And many a lesser torrent scuds , With seeming roar . Low , in a sandy valley spread , An ancient Borough rear'd her head ; Still , as in Scottish story read , She boasts a race To ev'ry nobler ...
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Side 229 - Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which ev"n to name wad be unlawfu'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious : The piper loud and louder blew ; The dancers quick and quicker flew ; They reel'd, they set, they cross'd, they cleekit, Till ilka carlin swat and reekit, And coost her duddies to the wark, And linket at it in her sark ! Now Tam, O Tam ! had thae been queans, A' plump and strapping in their teens ; Their sarks, instead o...
Side 226 - That hour, o' night's black arch the key-stane, That dreary hour he mounts his beast in; And sic a night he taks the road in As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in. The wind blew as 'twad blawn its last; The rattling...
Side 316 - 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 81 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha-Bible, ance his father's pride; His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care; And "Let us worship God!
Side 82 - With Amalek's ungracious progeny; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Side 189 - But to conclude my silly rhyme, (I'm scant o' verse, and scant o' time,) To make a happy fire-side clime To weans and wife, That's the true pathos and sublime Of human life.
Side 80 - 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 the evening gale.
Side 452 - Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes, O : Her 'prentice han' she try'd on man, An
Side 224 - Whare sits our sulky, sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm. This truth fand honest Tarn o...
Side 231 - Tam wi' furious ettle ; But little wist she Maggie's mettle — Ae spring brought off her master hale, But left behind her ain gray tail : The carlin claught her by the rump, And left poor Maggie scarce a stump. Now, wha this tale o...