The Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Volume 2W. Pickering, 1839 - 319 pages |
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... Willie Smellie to Crochallan came , * The old cock'd hat , the grey surtout , the same ; His bristling beard just rising in its might , ' Twas four long nights and days to shaving night ; His uncomb'd grizzly locks wild staring , thatch ...
... Willie Smellie to Crochallan came , * The old cock'd hat , the grey surtout , the same ; His bristling beard just rising in its might , ' Twas four long nights and days to shaving night ; His uncomb'd grizzly locks wild staring , thatch ...
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... Willie's awa ! O Willie was a witty wight , And had o ' things an unco slight ; Auld Reekie ay he keepit tight , An ' trig an ' braw : But now they'll busk her like a fright , Willie's awa ! The stiffest o ' them a ' he bow'd ; The ...
... Willie's awa ! O Willie was a witty wight , And had o ' things an unco slight ; Auld Reekie ay he keepit tight , An ' trig an ' braw : But now they'll busk her like a fright , Willie's awa ! The stiffest o ' them a ' he bow'd ; The ...
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... Willie's awa ! Nae mair we see his levee door Philosophers and Poets pour , † And toothy critics by the score , In bloody raw , The adjutant o ' a ' the core , Willie's awa ! Now worthy Gregory's latin face , Tytler's and Greenfield's ...
... Willie's awa ! Nae mair we see his levee door Philosophers and Poets pour , † And toothy critics by the score , In bloody raw , The adjutant o ' a ' the core , Willie's awa ! Now worthy Gregory's latin face , Tytler's and Greenfield's ...
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... Willie's awa ! May I be slander's common speech ; A text for infamy to preach ; And lastly , streekit out to bleach In winter snaw ; When I forget thee , WILLIE CREECH , Tho ' far awa ! May never wicked fortune touzle him ! May never ...
... Willie's awa ! May I be slander's common speech ; A text for infamy to preach ; And lastly , streekit out to bleach In winter snaw ; When I forget thee , WILLIE CREECH , Tho ' far awa ! May never wicked fortune touzle him ! May never ...
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... WILLIE'S PRAYER , WHICH HE HAD REQUESTED . Sept. 17th , 1785 . WHILE at the stook the shearers cowr To shun the bitter blaudin ' show'r , Or in gulravage rinnin scour Το pass the time , To you I dedicate the hour In idle rhyme . My ...
... WILLIE'S PRAYER , WHICH HE HAD REQUESTED . Sept. 17th , 1785 . WHILE at the stook the shearers cowr To shun the bitter blaudin ' show'r , Or in gulravage rinnin scour Το pass the time , To you I dedicate the hour In idle rhyme . My ...
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Allan Cunningham says Allan Water Amang Auchtertyre auld banks Bard Birks of Aberfeldy blaw blest Blithe Bonnie lassie bosom braes braw Burns says Burns wrote canna cauld charms Chloris CHORUS Clarinda claut copy Craigieburn dear dearest dearie Dumfries e'en e'er Edinburgh Ellisland fair Farewell fate flower frae Gavin Hamilton glen hame heart heroine Highland honour ilka Jenny Geddes Jessy John Barleycorn Kilmarnock lady lass letter lo'es Lord luve maun Miss monie morning Muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er Phillis pleasure poem Poet Poet's printed Riddel roar ROBERT BURNS Robert Fergusson sang Scotland Scottish sing song sorrow stanza sweet tears thee There's thine thou thro TUNE verses wee thing weel Whistle wild Willie Willie's wind written wrote to Thomson ye'll young young Jessie
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Page 270 - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
Page 295 - Fare thee weel, thou first and fairest ! Fare thee weel, thou best and dearest ! Thine be ilka joy and treasure, Peace, Enjoyment, Love, and Pleasure ! Ae fond kiss, and then we sever ! Ae fareweel, alas ! for ever ! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.
Page 307 - O, were my love yon lilac fair Wi' purple blossoms to the spring, And I a bird to shelter there, When wearied on my little wing, How I wad mourn when it was torn By Autumn wild and Winter rude! But I wad sing on wanton wing, When youthfu
Page 274 - As fair art thou, my bonie 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' the sun : I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands o
Page 248 - John Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snow; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Page 242 - And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair ; I hear her in the tunefu...
Page 328 - I hae been joyfu' gath'rin gear; I hae been happy thinking: But a' the pleasures e'er I saw, Tho' three times doubl'd fairly, That happy night was worth them a', Amang the rigs o
Page 294 - I'll wage thee! Who shall say that Fortune grieves him While the star of Hope she leaves him? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me, Dark despair around benights me. 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.
Page 172 - A WINSOME WEE THING. SHE is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonnie wee thing, This sweet wee wife o
Page 263 - Thou'll break my heart, thou bonnie bird That sings upon the bough; Thou minds me o' the happy days When my fause Luve was true. Thou'll break my heart, thou bonnie bird That sings beside thy mate; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o