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... kind which in- duced this publication . Had the author relied on his own judgment only , these Poems would not , in all probability , ever have seen the light . Perhaps it may be asked of him , what are his motives for this publication ...
... kind which in- duced this publication . Had the author relied on his own judgment only , these Poems would not , in all probability , ever have seen the light . Perhaps it may be asked of him , what are his motives for this publication ...
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... kind benevolence ? -Thou canst ; For Thou art full of universal love , And in thy boundless goodness wilt impart Thy beams as well to me as to the proud , The pageant insects of a glittering hour . Oh ! when reflecting on these truths ...
... kind benevolence ? -Thou canst ; For Thou art full of universal love , And in thy boundless goodness wilt impart Thy beams as well to me as to the proud , The pageant insects of a glittering hour . Oh ! when reflecting on these truths ...
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... kind , and true , But mother , brother , lover , all are fled ! Yet , whence the tear which dims thy lovely eye ? Oh ! gentle lady - not for me thus weep , The green sod soon upon my breast will fie , And soft and sound will be my ...
... kind , and true , But mother , brother , lover , all are fled ! Yet , whence the tear which dims thy lovely eye ? Oh ! gentle lady - not for me thus weep , The green sod soon upon my breast will fie , And soft and sound will be my ...
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... kind , Yet withal cheerful . - I have heard the note Echoing so lonely o'er the aisle forlorn , -Much musing- V. O PALE art thou , my lamp , and faint Thy melancholy ray : When the still night's unclouded saint Is walking on her way ...
... kind , Yet withal cheerful . - I have heard the note Echoing so lonely o'er the aisle forlorn , -Much musing- V. O PALE art thou , my lamp , and faint Thy melancholy ray : When the still night's unclouded saint Is walking on her way ...
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... Kind genii of my native fields benign , Who were * FRAGMENT OF AN ECCENTRIC DRAMA , WRITTEN AT A VERY EARLY AGE . THE DANCE OF THE CONSUMPTIVES . 1 . DING - DONG ! ding - dong ! Merry , merry , go the bells , Ding - dong ! ding - dong ...
... Kind genii of my native fields benign , Who were * FRAGMENT OF AN ECCENTRIC DRAMA , WRITTEN AT A VERY EARLY AGE . THE DANCE OF THE CONSUMPTIVES . 1 . DING - DONG ! ding - dong ! Merry , merry , go the bells , Ding - dong ! ding - dong ...
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amang art thou auld bard beauty beneath Birks of Aberfeldy blast bloom blow bonnie bonnie lass bosom braw breast Burns charms claut dark dear death e'en e'er Elegy ev'ry fair fame fancy fate fear flowers frae grace green grove hand hast hear heart Heaven hill honour hope hour Hudibras John Barleycorn lass lassie lonely lyre maid mair maun mind monie morn mourn Muse ne'er never night o'er owre peace plain pleasure poet poor pow'r pride Quoth rill ROBERT BURNS round scene Scotland shade sigh sing skelpin smile song soul sparklin spring stream sweet tear tell thee There's thine thou thought toil trees Tune Twas vale wander wave weary weel whistle whyles wild wind ye'll youth
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27 ÆäÀÌÁö - An' each for other's weelfare kindly spiers : The social hours, swift-wing'd, unnotic'd fleet ; Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears ; The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years ; Anticipation forward points the view. The mother, wi' her needle an' her sheers, Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new; The father mixes a
92 ÆäÀÌÁö - I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
27 ÆäÀÌÁö - An' makes him quite forget his labour an' his toil. Belyve the elder bairns come drapping in, At service out, amang the farmers roun', Some ca' the pleugh, some herd, some tentie rin A cannie errand to a neebor town : Their eldest hope, their Jenny, woman grown, In youthfu...
27 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.
19 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
44 ÆäÀÌÁö - Till roof and rafters a' did dirl. Coffins stood round, like open presses, That...
27 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 in an eternal sphere.
56 ÆäÀÌÁö - YE banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O
71 ÆäÀÌÁö - I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw, or green, There's not a bonnie bird that sings But minds me o
17 ÆäÀÌÁö - twill pass for wit; Care not for feeling — pass your proper jest, And stand a critic, hated yet caress'd. And shall we own such judgment? no— as soon Seek roses in December— ice in June; Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff; Believe a woman or an epitaph, Or any other thing that's false, before You trust in critics, who themselves are sore Or yield one single thought to be misled By Jeffrey's heart, or Lambe's Boeotian head.