The poetical works of Robert Burns, ed. by W.M. Rossetti. ed. by W.M. Rosetti [sic].Macmillan, 1879 |
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... There's a Youth in this City Our thrissles flourish'd fresh and fair 368 lassie 369 369 370 Come , rede me , dame 371 The Captain's Lady 371 Oh , merry hae I been teethin ' a heckle 372 Eppie Adair . 372 Young Jockey 373 Wee Willie Gray ...
... There's a Youth in this City Our thrissles flourish'd fresh and fair 368 lassie 369 369 370 Come , rede me , dame 371 The Captain's Lady 371 Oh , merry hae I been teethin ' a heckle 372 Eppie Adair . 372 Young Jockey 373 Wee Willie Gray ...
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... There was a lass , and she was fair Phillis the Fair Had I a cave By Allan stream I chanced to rore Oh , whistle ... there's gairs upon't Anna , thy charms Jockey's ta'en the parting kiss Oh , lay thy loof in mine , lass PAGE 409 410 ...
... There was a lass , and she was fair Phillis the Fair Had I a cave By Allan stream I chanced to rore Oh , whistle ... there's gairs upon't Anna , thy charms Jockey's ta'en the parting kiss Oh , lay thy loof in mine , lass PAGE 409 410 ...
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... there , for Honest Poverty O Lassie , art thou sleeping yet ? The Heron Election Ballads- Ballad I. Ballad II ... There's news , lasses , news 501 There was a wife 502 PREFATORY NOTICE THE name of Robert Burns is a well CONTENTS . xvh.
... there , for Honest Poverty O Lassie , art thou sleeping yet ? The Heron Election Ballads- Ballad I. Ballad II ... There's news , lasses , news 501 There was a wife 502 PREFATORY NOTICE THE name of Robert Burns is a well CONTENTS . xvh.
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... there such out - of - the - way person . Such is the peculiar pleasure I take in the season of Winter more than the rest of the year . This , I believe , may be partly owing to my misfortunes giving my mind a melancholy cast : but there ...
... there such out - of - the - way person . Such is the peculiar pleasure I take in the season of Winter more than the rest of the year . This , I believe , may be partly owing to my misfortunes giving my mind a melancholy cast : but there ...
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... there dwells six proper young belles , The pride o ' the place and its neighbourhood a ' ; Their carriage and dress , a ... There's beauty and fortune to get wi ' Miss Morton , But Armour's the jewel for me o ' them a ' . A PRAYER IN THE ...
... there dwells six proper young belles , The pride o ' the place and its neighbourhood a ' ; Their carriage and dress , a ... There's beauty and fortune to get wi ' Miss Morton , But Armour's the jewel for me o ' them a ' . A PRAYER IN THE ...
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Allan Ramsay amang auld baith bard birks of Aberfeldy blaw blest blithe bonny lass bosom braes braw Burns canna cauld charms dear dearie death deil Dumfries e'en e'er Ellisland epistle Eppie fair Farewell Fête Champêtre flowers frae Gala Water Gavin Hamilton glen grace guid hame heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest honour ilka Jamie Kilmarnock laddie lassie lave o't lo'es Lord Mauchline maun merry mony morn mourn Muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poem poet poet's poor pride rhyme roar Robert ROBERT BURNS sang says Scotland Scottish sing sodger song sweet ta'en tear tell thee There's thou thyme Tune-"The unco verses wadna wander weary weel Whare Whigs whistle wild Willie wind ye'll ye're young
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Side 36 - And sage experience bids me this declare — 'If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
Side 348 - MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer ; A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Side 446 - 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 179 - But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed ! Or like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever ; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can pomt 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...
Side 89 - 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 406 - 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
Side 336 - THOU ling'ring star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O, Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
Side 180 - Nick, in shape o' beast ; A towzie tyke, black, grim, and large, To gie them music was his charge : He screw'd the pipes and gart them skirl, Till roof and rafters a
Side 86 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, '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.
Side 36 - 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 !