Poems: Poems-v. 2. Poems as they appeared inthe early Edinburgh editions.-v. 3. Posthmuous [!] poems.-v. 4. SongsJ. M'Kie, 1786 |
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Unco bit want. Ice up my temper - fring gayy , an ' whiles a bit verse i will rant ; Young women you ken mann be wyilie , to make up that unco bit want . For I'm ripe , & c . Am thinkin fome time whan he's rising , to make a bit step to ...
Unco bit want. Ice up my temper - fring gayy , an ' whiles a bit verse i will rant ; Young women you ken mann be wyilie , to make up that unco bit want . For I'm ripe , & c . Am thinkin fome time whan he's rising , to make a bit step to ...
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... R- How could you raise fo vile a bustle , Ye'll fee how new light herds will whistle , And think it fine . The Lord's caufe gat na ' fic a twistle , Sin ' I hae mine . IV . O , Sirs ! wha wad hae e'er ΑΝ UNCO MOURNFU ...
... R- How could you raise fo vile a bustle , Ye'll fee how new light herds will whistle , And think it fine . The Lord's caufe gat na ' fic a twistle , Sin ' I hae mine . IV . O , Sirs ! wha wad hae e'er ΑΝ UNCO MOURNFU ...
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... ' Bout Heaven and Hell as mony know , An a ' the trouble Christian had To keep frae out Auld Clootie's sight , An rin to heaven wi ' a ' his might , An how he grat sae unco sad . He fa'd ane time deep in a slough , An AN UNCO DREAM. ...
... ' Bout Heaven and Hell as mony know , An a ' the trouble Christian had To keep frae out Auld Clootie's sight , An rin to heaven wi ' a ' his might , An how he grat sae unco sad . He fa'd ane time deep in a slough , An AN UNCO DREAM. ...
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... unco feeling that he couldna richtly name ; It hardly ever garr'd him spue , it wasna unco sair , Although at times it gi'ed a stoon ' as muckle's he could bear ; His meat seem'd wersh an ' stawsome , but his wife he couldna blame ; It ...
... unco feeling that he couldna richtly name ; It hardly ever garr'd him spue , it wasna unco sair , Although at times it gi'ed a stoon ' as muckle's he could bear ; His meat seem'd wersh an ' stawsome , but his wife he couldna blame ; It ...
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... unco lang aboot it . You're unco lang aboot it , etc. You ken there's nane here but mysel ' , The nichts are dark an ' dreary , An ' Boreas whistlin ' doon the dell- O John , but I am eerie ! The ingle - side fu ' snod I keep , Sae come ...
... unco lang aboot it . You're unco lang aboot it , etc. You ken there's nane here but mysel ' , The nichts are dark an ' dreary , An ' Boreas whistlin ' doon the dell- O John , but I am eerie ! The ingle - side fu ' snod I keep , Sae come ...
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