The Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Volume 2W. Pickering, 1839 - 319 pages |
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... tell , In dreadfu ' raw , Thou , Toothach , surely bear'st the bell Amang them a ' ! O thou grim mischief - making chiel , That gars the notes of discord squeel , Till daft mankind aft dance a reel In gore a shoe - thick ; — Gie a ' the ...
... tell , In dreadfu ' raw , Thou , Toothach , surely bear'st the bell Amang them a ' ! O thou grim mischief - making chiel , That gars the notes of discord squeel , Till daft mankind aft dance a reel In gore a shoe - thick ; — Gie a ' the ...
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... tell , What champions ventur'd , what champions fell ; commencement of the orgies he laid on the table ; and who- ever was last able to blow it , every body else being disabled by the potency of the bottle , was to carry off the Whistle ...
... tell , What champions ventur'd , what champions fell ; commencement of the orgies he laid on the table ; and who- ever was last able to blow it , every body else being disabled by the potency of the bottle , was to carry off the Whistle ...
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... tell future ages the feats of the day ; A bard who detested all sadness and spleen , And wish'd that Parnassus a vineyard had been . The dinner being over , the claret they ply , And ev'ry new cork is a new spring of joy ; In the bands ...
... tell future ages the feats of the day ; A bard who detested all sadness and spleen , And wish'd that Parnassus a vineyard had been . The dinner being over , the claret they ply , And ev'ry new cork is a new spring of joy ; In the bands ...
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... tell his simple story : The sage grave ancient cough'd , and bade me say , " You're one year older this important day . " If wiser too - he hinted some suggestion , But ' twould be rude , you know , to ask the question ; And with a ...
... tell his simple story : The sage grave ancient cough'd , and bade me say , " You're one year older this important day . " If wiser too - he hinted some suggestion , But ' twould be rude , you know , to ask the question ; And with a ...
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... tell you , " quoth my man of rhymes " I know your bent — these are no laughing times : Can you - but , Miss , I own I have my fears , Dissolve in pause — and sentimental tears With laden sighs , and solemn - rounded sentence , Rouse ...
... tell you , " quoth my man of rhymes " I know your bent — these are no laughing times : Can you - but , Miss , I own I have my fears , Dissolve in pause — and sentimental tears With laden sighs , and solemn - rounded sentence , Rouse ...
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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