The Works of Robert Burns: Poems formerly published, with some additions, and a history of these poems, by Gilbert BurnsT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1806 |
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... Fate , To witness what I after shall narrate ; Or whether , rapt in meditation high , He wander'd out he knew not where nor why ) The drowsy Dungeon - clock + had number'd two , And Wallace Tow'r + had sworn the fact was true : The tide ...
... Fate , To witness what I after shall narrate ; Or whether , rapt in meditation high , He wander'd out he knew not where nor why ) The drowsy Dungeon - clock + had number'd two , And Wallace Tow'r + had sworn the fact was true : The tide ...
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... fate is at a close , Past a ' remead ; The last sad cape - stane of his woes ; Poor Mailie's dead ! Its no the loss o ' warl's gear , That could sae bitter draw the tear , Or mak our bardie , dowie , wear The mourning weed : He's lost a ...
... fate is at a close , Past a ' remead ; The last sad cape - stane of his woes ; Poor Mailie's dead ! Its no the loss o ' warl's gear , That could sae bitter draw the tear , Or mak our bardie , dowie , wear The mourning weed : He's lost a ...
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... fate in guid , black prent ; But still the mair I'm that way bent , Something cries , Hoolie ! ' I red you , honest man , tak tent ! ' Ye'll shaw your folly . ' There's ither poets , much your betters , Far seen in Greek , deep men o ...
... fate in guid , black prent ; But still the mair I'm that way bent , Something cries , Hoolie ! ' I red you , honest man , tak tent ! ' Ye'll shaw your folly . ' There's ither poets , much your betters , Far seen in Greek , deep men o ...
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... fate shall snap the brittle thread ; Then , all unknown , I'll lay me with th ' inglorious dead , Forgot and gone ! But why o ' death begin a tale ? Just now we're living sound and hale , Then top and maintop croud the sail , Heave care ...
... fate shall snap the brittle thread ; Then , all unknown , I'll lay me with th ' inglorious dead , Forgot and gone ! But why o ' death begin a tale ? Just now we're living sound and hale , Then top and maintop croud the sail , Heave care ...
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... fate some day is sent , For ever to release ye Frae care that day . X. For you , young potentate o ' W. I tell your Highness fairly , Down Pleasure's stream , wi ' swelling sails , I'm tauld ye're driving rarely ; But some day ye may ...
... fate some day is sent , For ever to release ye Frae care that day . X. For you , young potentate o ' W. I tell your Highness fairly , Down Pleasure's stream , wi ' swelling sails , I'm tauld ye're driving rarely ; But some day ye may ...
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aboon aerial band aith amaist amang auld baith bard Beneath blate blest bonnie bonnie lasses braw BRIG brunstane cauld dear Deil e'en e'er Ev'n ev'ry fair fate fear flow'rs fortune's frae gien gies glorious grace guid Halloween hame haud hear heart Heav'n honest humble ither John Barleycorn lasses life's Mailie maun monie mourn muckle muse mutchkin nae mair Nature's ne'er neebor never night noble o'er out-owre owre the sea pleasure pleugh poet poor pow'r pray'r pride rhyme roar round rustic Samson's dead sang sark Scotia's Scotland sing skelpin soul sugh sweet ta'en taen tear tell thee thegither There's thou thro unco vex'd weary weel Whare Whistle Whyles wild winds winna wretched Ye'll ye're ΤΟ
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178 페이지 - 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 !
186 페이지 - 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, tho' a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn.
333 페이지 - And in an instant all was dark : And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi...
203 페이지 - 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...
201 페이지 - WEE, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem. To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
327 페이지 - Tam had got planted unco right; Fast by an ingle, bleezing finely, Wi' reaming swats, that drank divinely ; And at his elbow, Souter Johnny, His ancient, trusty, drouthy crony ; Tam lo'ed him like a vera brither; They had been fou for weeks thegither. The night drave on wi...
202 페이지 - O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, 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 flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
180 페이지 - 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.
329 페이지 - The doubling storm roars thro' the woods; The lightnings flash from pole to pole; Near and more near the thunders roll: When, glimmering thro' the groaning trees, Kirk-Alloway seem'd in a bleeze, Thro, ilka bore the beams were glancing, And loud resounded mirth and dancing. Inspiring bold John Barleycorn, What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil; Wi' usquabae, we'll face the Devil!
327 페이지 - The night drave on wi' sangs and clatter; And ay the ale was growing better: The landlady and Tam grew gracious, Wi' favours, secret, sweet, and precious: The souter tauld his queerest stories; The landlord's laugh was ready chorus: The storm without might rair and rustle, Tam did na mind the storm a whistle. Care, mad to see a man sae happy, E'en drown'd himsel amang the nappy: As bees flee hame wi' lades o' treasure, The minutes wing'd their way wi' pleasure; Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious,...