The poetical works [and correspondence] of Robert Burns, Oplag 361868 |
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Side vi
... rest . my tune , we fell into the hands of a factor , who sat for the picture I have drawn of one in my Tale of Twa Dogs . ' My father was advanced in life when he married ; I was the eldest of seven children ; and he , worn out by ...
... rest . my tune , we fell into the hands of a factor , who sat for the picture I have drawn of one in my Tale of Twa Dogs . ' My father was advanced in life when he married ; I was the eldest of seven children ; and he , worn out by ...
Side xii
... rest of the family , in the instances of sending him to Ayr and Kirk - Oswald schools : and he was greatly delighted with his warmth of heart , and his conversational powers . He had indeed that dislike of dancing - schools which Robert ...
... rest of the family , in the instances of sending him to Ayr and Kirk - Oswald schools : and he was greatly delighted with his warmth of heart , and his conversational powers . He had indeed that dislike of dancing - schools which Robert ...
Side xiv
... rest of the school . Robert's ear , in particular , was remarkably dull , and his voice untunable . It was long before I could get them to distinguish one tune from another . Robert's countenance was generally grave , and expressive of ...
... rest of the school . Robert's ear , in particular , was remarkably dull , and his voice untunable . It was long before I could get them to distinguish one tune from another . Robert's countenance was generally grave , and expressive of ...
Side xv
... rest from their labours . On this day , therefore , Burns could indulge in a freer intercourse with the charms of ... Rests and expatiates in a life to come . ' " It is for this reason I am more pleased with the 15th , 16th , and 17th ...
... rest from their labours . On this day , therefore , Burns could indulge in a freer intercourse with the charms of ... Rests and expatiates in a life to come . ' " It is for this reason I am more pleased with the 15th , 16th , and 17th ...
Side xvi
... rest , improve the powers of utterance , and by the collision of opinion , excite the faculties of reason and reflection . To those who wish to improve their minds in such intervals of labour as the conditions of a peasant allows , this ...
... rest , improve the powers of utterance , and by the collision of opinion , excite the faculties of reason and reflection . To those who wish to improve their minds in such intervals of labour as the conditions of a peasant allows , this ...
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acquaintance amang auld Ayrshire ballad banks bard beauty bonnie bonnie lass bosom braes braw Burns character charms deil Dumfries e'en e'er Earl of Glencairn Edinburgh Ellisland fair fancy fate father favour favourite Fête Champêtre frae Gala Water genius give hame happy heart Highland Highland laddie honest honour humble Jedburgh Kilmarnock kind laddie lady lass lassie letter lo'es Lord madam mair Mauchline maun mind mony morning muse ne'er never night Note o'er owre pleasure poems poet poetic poor pride rhyme Robert ROBERT BURNS scenes Scotland Scottish sing song soul sweet Tarbolton taste tears tell thee There's THOMSON thou thought thro tion tune unco verses weary weel Whyles wild William Burnes Willie wish worth ye'll young
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Side xxxviii - 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 floweret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
Side xxxviii - 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...
Side 69 - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! " Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! " Ayr gurgling kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green, The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptured scene.
Side xxxv - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme, How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He, who bore in heaven the second name, Had not on earth whereon to lay his head; How his first followers and servants sped: The precepts sage they wrote to many a land: How he, who lone in Patmos banished, Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand; And heard great Babylon's doom pronounced by Heaven's command. Then, kneeling down to heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope springs...
Side 46 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that ! What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a
Side 41 - It is the wish'd, the trysted hour ! Those smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor ; How...
Side 125 - Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the /Eolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident ; or do these workings argue something within us above the trodden clod ? I own myself partial to such proofs of those awful and important realities : a God that made all things, man's immaterial and immortal nature, and a world of weal or wo beyond death and the grave.
Side xxxv - 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 xxxii - Thy wee bit housie, too, in ruin ! Its silly wa's the win's are strewin ! An" naething, now, to big a new ane, O...
Side 33 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi