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... Wind a Fragment The Eve of Death Thanatos • Athanatos .. On Music • • • · Ode to the Harvest Moon Song " Softly , softly blow , ye breezes " The Shipwrecked Solitary's Song . Sonnet • · · • ib . ib . 33 ib . On being confined to School ...
... Wind a Fragment The Eve of Death Thanatos • Athanatos .. On Music • • • · Ode to the Harvest Moon Song " Softly , softly blow , ye breezes " The Shipwrecked Solitary's Song . Sonnet • · · • ib . ib . 33 ib . On being confined to School ...
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... wind - rock'd bed ; Still'd is the village hum - the woodland sounds Have ceased to echo o'er the dewy grounds , And ... winds around reviled , With awful pleasure big , -I heard and smiled . Beloved remembrance - Memory which endears ...
... wind - rock'd bed ; Still'd is the village hum - the woodland sounds Have ceased to echo o'er the dewy grounds , And ... winds around reviled , With awful pleasure big , -I heard and smiled . Beloved remembrance - Memory which endears ...
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... wind my devious way ; Oft rousing , as the rustling path I beat , The timid hare from its accustom'd seat . And oh ! how sweet this walk o'erhung with wood , That winds the margin of the solemn flood ! What rural objects steal upon the ...
... wind my devious way ; Oft rousing , as the rustling path I beat , The timid hare from its accustom'd seat . And oh ! how sweet this walk o'erhung with wood , That winds the margin of the solemn flood ! What rural objects steal upon the ...
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... wind that sweeps the leafless grove , Sigh on the wood - blast of the dark alcove , Sit , a lorn spectre on yon well - known grave , And mix its moanings with the desert wave . GONDOLINE ; A BALLAD . THE night it was still , and the ...
... wind that sweeps the leafless grove , Sigh on the wood - blast of the dark alcove , Sit , a lorn spectre on yon well - known grave , And mix its moanings with the desert wave . GONDOLINE ; A BALLAD . THE night it was still , and the ...
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... winds , And raised a devilish rout ; And she laugh'd so loud , the peals were heard Full fifteen leagues about . She ... wind , As manfully it roar'd , She twisted her hand in the infant's hair And threw it overboard . And to have seen ...
... winds , And raised a devilish rout ; And she laugh'd so loud , the peals were heard Full fifteen leagues about . She ... wind , As manfully it roar'd , She twisted her hand in the infant's hair And threw it overboard . And to have seen ...
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amang art thou auld bard beauty beneath Birks of Aberfeldy blast bloom blow bonnie bonnie lass bosom braw breast Burns charms claut dark dear death e'en e'er Elegy ev'ry fair fame fancy fate fear flowers frae grace green grove hand hast hear heart Heaven hill honour hope hour Hudibras John Barleycorn lass lassie lonely lyre maid mair maun mind monie morn mourn Muse ne'er never night o'er owre peace plain pleasure poet poor pow'r pride Quoth rill ROBERT BURNS round scene Scotland shade sigh sing skelpin smile song soul sparklin spring stream sweet tear tell thee There's thine thou thought toil trees Tune Twas vale wander wave weary weel whistle whyles wild wind ye'll youth
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Side 27 - An' each for other's weelfare kindly spiers : The social hours, swift-wing'd, unnotic'd fleet ; Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears ; The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years ; Anticipation forward points the view. The mother, wi' her needle an' her sheers, Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new; The father mixes a
Side 92 - I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Side 27 - An' makes him quite forget his labour an' his toil. Belyve the elder bairns come drapping in, At service out, amang the farmers roun', Some ca' the pleugh, some herd, some tentie rin A cannie errand to a neebor town : Their eldest hope, their Jenny, woman grown, In youthfu...
Side 27 - And decks the lily fair in flow'ry pride, Would, in the way His wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide; But, chiefly, in their hearts with Grace Divine preside.
Side 19 - 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 44 - Till roof and rafters a' did dirl. Coffins stood round, like open presses, That...
Side 27 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise. In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Side 56 - YE banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O
Side 71 - I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw, or green, There's not a bonnie bird that sings But minds me o
Side 17 - twill pass for wit; Care not for feeling — pass your proper jest, And stand a critic, hated yet caress'd. And shall we own such judgment? no— as soon Seek roses in December— ice in June; Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff; Believe a woman or an epitaph, Or any other thing that's false, before You trust in critics, who themselves are sore Or yield one single thought to be misled By Jeffrey's heart, or Lambe's Boeotian head.