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Side 36 - The learn'd is happy nature to explore, The fool is happy that he knows no more ; The rich is happy in the plenty given, The poor contents him with the care of Heaven.
Side 121 - you've gotten a wrang pig by t' lug, for I canna write.' Then a fellow leyke a lobster, aw leac'd and feather'd, ax'd me, ,. • Watty, wull te list ? thou's owther be a general or a gomoral.' — ' Nay, I wunnet — that's plain: I's content wi
Side 166 - Buy a pair o' elegant shun, young gentleman," cries a dandy snob, "they wer' meade for Mr. Justice Grunt ; weages are hee and ledder's dear, but they're nobbet twelve shillin'." Then a fat chap wid a hammer, selt clocks, cubberts, teables, chairs, pots and pans, for nought at aw. What ! I seed fadder talkin' to t' lawyer, an' gowl'd tull my een wer' sair, but nae mischief was duin ; — efter aw the rattle. Then peer bits o...
Side 64 - True generosity rises above the ordinary rules of social conduct, and flows with much too full a stream to be comprehended within the precise marks of formal precepts. It is a vigorous principle in the soul, which opens and expands all her virtues far beyond those which are only the forced and unnatural productions of a timid obedience.
Side 130 - Our dowter, tui, a palace* bought, A guid reed clwoak she cannot wear ; And stays, she says, spoil leady's sheps — Oh, it wad mek a parson swear ! Nit ae han's turn o...
Side 132 - Twas aw about Cummerlan' fwok and feyne pleaces ; And, if I can think on't ye's hear how it ran. Yer buik-larn'd wise gentry, that's seen monie counties, May preach and palaver, and brag as they will O...
Side 173 - Say, have you seen the blushing rose, The blooming pink, or lily pale ? Fairer than any flower that blows Was Lucy Gray of Allendale.