The Works of Robert Burns: With an Account of His Life , and a Criticism on His Writing. To which are Prefixed, Some Observations on the Character and Condition of the Scottish Peasantry, Bind 4T. Cadell and W. Davies ; and W. Creech at Edinburgh, 1813 |
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Side vi
... their na- tural order ; and , independently of the illustra- tion they give to the letters of our Bard , it is not to be doubted that their intrinsic merit will will ensure them a reception from the Public , far vi PREFACE .
... their na- tural order ; and , independently of the illustra- tion they give to the letters of our Bard , it is not to be doubted that their intrinsic merit will will ensure them a reception from the Public , far vi PREFACE .
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... give his own - sends his own " Lord Gregory , " XIII . Mr. B. to Mr. T. with " Mary Morison , " XIV . Mr. B. to Mr. T. with " Wandering Wil- lie , " · XV . Mr. B. to Mr. T. with " Open the door to me , Oh ? " · XVI . Mr. B. to Mr. T ...
... give his own - sends his own " Lord Gregory , " XIII . Mr. B. to Mr. T. with " Mary Morison , " XIV . Mr. B. to Mr. T. with " Wandering Wil- lie , " · XV . Mr. B. to Mr. T. with " Open the door to me , Oh ? " · XVI . Mr. B. to Mr. T ...
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... the whole collection : and you may believe we will receive any hints that you are so kind as to give for improving the work , with the greatest pleasure and thankfulness . I remain , dear Sir , & c . No. No. IV . MR . BURNS to MR . THOMSON.
... the whole collection : and you may believe we will receive any hints that you are so kind as to give for improving the work , with the greatest pleasure and thankfulness . I remain , dear Sir , & c . No. No. IV . MR . BURNS to MR . THOMSON.
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... give you , I shall be pleased with your adopting the other half , and shall continue to serve you with the same assi- duity . In the printed copy of my Nanie O , the name of the river is horridly prosaic . I will alter it , " Behind yon ...
... give you , I shall be pleased with your adopting the other half , and shall continue to serve you with the same assi- duity . In the printed copy of my Nanie O , the name of the river is horridly prosaic . I will alter it , " Behind yon ...
Side 11
... give you a great many more re- marks on this business ; but I have just now an opportunity of conveying you this scrawl , free of postage , an expense that it is ill able to pay : so , with my best compliments to honest Allan , Good be ...
... give you a great many more re- marks on this business ; but I have just now an opportunity of conveying you this scrawl , free of postage , an expense that it is ill able to pay : so , with my best compliments to honest Allan , Good be ...
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Side 217 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Side 125 - Wha will be a traitor knave ? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's King and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa...
Side 216 - THAT AND A' THAT" Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Side 330 - Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays; My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream — Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream ! HIGHLAND MARY Ye banks, and braes, and streams around The castle o...
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 341 - As fair art thou, my bonie 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' the sun : And I will luve thee still, my Dear, While the sands o
Side 300 - John Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snow; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Side 216 - A man's a man for a' that ; For a' that, and a' that, Their tinsel show, and a' that : The honest man, though e'er sae poor, Is king o' men for a' that. Ye see yon birkie, ca'da lord, Wha struts, and stares, and a' that ; Though hundreds worship at his word, He's but a coof for a' that : For a' that, and a' that, His riband, star, and a' that, The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a
Side 18 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu...
Side 214 - The snawdrap and primrose our woodlands adorn, And violets bathe in the weet o' the morn, They pain my sad bosom, sae sweetly they blaw; They mind me o...