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... thee , The small birds rejoice in the green leaves returning , Thou whom chance may hither lead , · ' Tis this , my friend , that streaks our morning bright ,. When nature her great masterpiece design'd , . While Europe's eye is fix'd ...
... thee , The small birds rejoice in the green leaves returning , Thou whom chance may hither lead , · ' Tis this , my friend , that streaks our morning bright ,. When nature her great masterpiece design'd , . While Europe's eye is fix'd ...
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... thee my dear Nancy , gin thou wert my ain . Her beauty delights me , her kindness invites me , Her pleasant behaviour is free from all stain , Therefore , my sweet jewel , O do not prove cruel ! Consent , my dear Nancy , and come be my ...
... thee my dear Nancy , gin thou wert my ain . Her beauty delights me , her kindness invites me , Her pleasant behaviour is free from all stain , Therefore , my sweet jewel , O do not prove cruel ! Consent , my dear Nancy , and come be my ...
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... thee , Nancy , when thou art my ain . I'll make true affection the constant direction Of loving my Nancy while life doth remain : Tho ' youth will be wasting , true love shall be lasting , My charming sweet Nancy , gin thou wert my ain ...
... thee , Nancy , when thou art my ain . I'll make true affection the constant direction Of loving my Nancy while life doth remain : Tho ' youth will be wasting , true love shall be lasting , My charming sweet Nancy , gin thou wert my ain ...
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... thee , Still to my friend it turns with ceaseless pain , And drags at each remove a lengthen'd chain . " GOLDSMITH . THIS is the second day , my honoured friend , that I have been on my farm . A soli- tary inmate of an old smoky Spence ...
... thee , Still to my friend it turns with ceaseless pain , And drags at each remove a lengthen'd chain . " GOLDSMITH . THIS is the second day , my honoured friend , that I have been on my farm . A soli- tary inmate of an old smoky Spence ...
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... thee upon the wish'd - for height Where , man and nature fairer in her sight , My muse may imp her wing for some sublimer flight . * No. * This is our Poet's first epistle to Graham of Fintry . It is not equal to the second , printed ...
... thee upon the wish'd - for height Where , man and nature fairer in her sight , My muse may imp her wing for some sublimer flight . * No. * This is our Poet's first epistle to Graham of Fintry . It is not equal to the second , printed ...
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The Works of Robert Burns: With an Account of His Life, Criticism on ..., Bind 2 Robert Burns Ingen forhåndsvisning - 1819 |
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acquaintance amiable Ayrshire ballad bard BLACKLOCK Burns character charming Coila compliments composition copy creature criticisms dare DEAR SIR Dumfries DUNLOP Earl Earl of Caithness Earl of Glencairn Earl of Mar Edinburgh Ellisland esteem fame fancy favour favourite feel fellow Fintry follies fortune friendship genius gentleman give grateful happy hear heart honest hope House of Stewart HUGH BLAIR human humble servant idea inclosed Kildrummie castle kind lady late letter Lord Mauchline ment merit mind muse Mylne's nature never obliging Omeron Cameron perhaps perusal pleased pleasure poem poet poetic poetry poor present pride RAMSAY Reverend rhyme ROBERT BURNS Scota Scotland Scottish sent sentiment shew sincerely song soon soul spirit stanza Stewart sweet taste tell thanks thee thing thou thought tion truly tune verses virtue wish wretch write
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Side 241 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.
Side 142 - An' fill it in a silver tassie, That I may drink before I go, A service to my bonnie lassie: The boat rocks at the pier o...
Side 59 - No sculptured marble here, nor pompous lay, 'No storied urn nor animated bust;' This simple stone directs pale Scotia's way To pour her sorrows o'er her poet's dust.
Side 149 - ... in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry. Tell me, my dear friend, to what can this be owing! 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...
Side 149 - I have some favourite flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild-brier rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight.
Side 148 - Bagdat in order to pass the rest of the day in meditation and prayer. As I was here airing myself on the tops of the mountains, I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life; and, passing from one thought to another, surely, said I, man is but a shadow and life a dream.
Side 259 - As cold waters to a thirsty soul, so is good news from a far country.
Side 215 - But to conclude my silly rhyme, (I'm scant o' verse, and scant o' time,) To make a happy fire-side clime To weans and wife, That's the true pathos and sublime Of human life.
Side 222 - 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 105 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.