Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect, 2±ÇAdam Neill and Company, 1800 |
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... ev'ry grace , except the heart ! The Pow'r , incens'd , the Pageant will defert , The pompous ftrain , the facerdotal stole ; But haply , in fome Cottage far apart , May hear , well - pleas'd , the language of the Soul ; And in his Book ...
... ev'ry grace , except the heart ! The Pow'r , incens'd , the Pageant will defert , The pompous ftrain , the facerdotal stole ; But haply , in fome Cottage far apart , May hear , well - pleas'd , the language of the Soul ; And in his Book ...
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... yon moors , Out - spreading far and wide , Where hundreds labour to fupport A haughty lordling's pride ; I've feen yon weary winter - fun Twice forty times return ; 1 B 2 And And ev'ry time has added proofs , That Man was ( 19 )
... yon moors , Out - spreading far and wide , Where hundreds labour to fupport A haughty lordling's pride ; I've feen yon weary winter - fun Twice forty times return ; 1 B 2 And And ev'ry time has added proofs , That Man was ( 19 )
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Robert Burns. And ev'ry time has added proofs , That Man was made to mourn . IV . O Man ! while in thy early years , How prodigal of time ? Mif - spending all thy precious hours , Thy glorious youthful prime ! Alternate Follies take the ...
Robert Burns. And ev'ry time has added proofs , That Man was made to mourn . IV . O Man ! while in thy early years , How prodigal of time ? Mif - spending all thy precious hours , Thy glorious youthful prime ! Alternate Follies take the ...
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... ev'ry land , Are wretched and forlorn . Thro ' weary life this leffon learn , That Man was made to mourn . VII . Many and sharp the num'rous ills , Inwoven with our frame ! B 3 More More pointed ftill we make ourselves , Regret ...
... ev'ry land , Are wretched and forlorn . Thro ' weary life this leffon learn , That Man was made to mourn . VII . Many and sharp the num'rous ills , Inwoven with our frame ! B 3 More More pointed ftill we make ourselves , Regret ...
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... ev'ry hand , Guide Thou their steps alway . VI . When foon or late they reach that coaft , O'er life's rough ocean driv'n , May they rejoice , no wand'rer loft , A family in Heav'n ! VOL . II . C THE THE FIRST PSALM . THE man , in life ...
... ev'ry hand , Guide Thou their steps alway . VI . When foon or late they reach that coaft , O'er life's rough ocean driv'n , May they rejoice , no wand'rer loft , A family in Heav'n ! VOL . II . C THE THE FIRST PSALM . THE man , in life ...
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51 ÆäÀÌÁö - LANG hae thought, my youthfu' friend, A something to have sent you, Tho' it should serve nae ither end Than just a kind memento ; But how the subject theme may gang, Let time and chance determine ; Perhaps, it may turn out a sang, Perhaps, turn out a sermon.
22 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
10 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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 !
15 ÆäÀÌÁö - And decks the lily fair in flow'ry pride, Would, in the way His wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide; But, chiefly, in their hearts with Grace Divine preside.
9 ÆäÀÌÁö - The cheerfu' supper done, wi' serious face, They, round the ingle, form a circle wide ; The sire turns o'er wi...
16 ÆäÀÌÁö - An honest man's the noblest work of God;' And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
199 ÆäÀÌÁö - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
13 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
87 ÆäÀÌÁö - What's a' your jargon o' your schools, Your Latin names for horns an' stools; If honest Nature made you fools, What sairs your grammars? Ye'd better ta'en up spades and shools, Or knappin'-hammers. A set o' dull conceited hashes Confuse their brains in college classes ! They gang in stirks, and come out asses, Plain truth to speak; An...
179 ÆäÀÌÁö - I'm the sov'reign of Scotland, And mony a traitor there, Yet here I lie in foreign bands, And never-ending care. But as for thee, thou false woman, My sister and my fae, Grim vengeance, yet, shall whet a sword That...