The poetical works of Robert Burns. [With] (Memoir of Burns, by sir H. Nicolas).1870 |
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... thou , profoundest Hell , Receive thy new possessor ! one who brings A mind not to be chang'd by place or time ! ' " I cannot settle to my mind - Farming the only thing of which I know any thing , and Heaven above knows , but little do ...
... thou , profoundest Hell , Receive thy new possessor ! one who brings A mind not to be chang'd by place or time ! ' " I cannot settle to my mind - Farming the only thing of which I know any thing , and Heaven above knows , but little do ...
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... thou , my Muse ! guid auld Scotch Drink , Whether thro ' wimplin worms thou jink , Or , richly brown , ream owre the brink , In glorious faem , Inspire me , till I lisp an ' wink , To sing thy name ! Let husky Wheat the haughs adorn ...
... thou , my Muse ! guid auld Scotch Drink , Whether thro ' wimplin worms thou jink , Or , richly brown , ream owre the brink , In glorious faem , Inspire me , till I lisp an ' wink , To sing thy name ! Let husky Wheat the haughs adorn ...
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... thou pours thy strong heart's blood , There thou shines chief . Food fills the wame , an ' keeps us livin ; Tho ' life's a gift no worth receivin , When heavy - dragg'd wi ' pine an ' grievin ; But oil'd by thee , The wheels o ' life ...
... thou pours thy strong heart's blood , There thou shines chief . Food fills the wame , an ' keeps us livin ; Tho ' life's a gift no worth receivin , When heavy - dragg'd wi ' pine an ' grievin ; But oil'd by thee , The wheels o ' life ...
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... thou reams the horn in ! Or reekin on a New - year mornin In cog or bicker , An ' just a wee drap sp'ritual burn in , An ' gusty sucker ! When Vulcan gies his bellows breath , An ' ploughmen gather wi ' their graith , O rare to see thee ...
... thou reams the horn in ! Or reekin on a New - year mornin In cog or bicker , An ' just a wee drap sp'ritual burn in , An ' gusty sucker ! When Vulcan gies his bellows breath , An ' ploughmen gather wi ' their graith , O rare to see thee ...
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... Thou comes- Are my poor verses !. -they rattle i ' their ranks At ither's a - s Thee , Ferintosh ! O sadly lost ! Scotland , lament frae coast to coast ! Now colic - grips , an ' barkin hoast , May kill us a ' ; For loyal Forbes ...
... Thou comes- Are my poor verses !. -they rattle i ' their ranks At ither's a - s Thee , Ferintosh ! O sadly lost ! Scotland , lament frae coast to coast ! Now colic - grips , an ' barkin hoast , May kill us a ' ; For loyal Forbes ...
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Page 152 - The cheerfu' supper done, wi' serious face, They, round the ingle, form a circle wide ; The sire turns o'er, wi...
Page 129 - An' naething, now, to big a new ane, O' foggage green ! An bleak December's winds ensuin" Baith snell an' keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste An' weary winter comin' fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, Till crash ! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o...
Page 129 - An' cranreuch cauld ! But Mousie, thou art no thy lane, In proving foresight may be vain; The best laid schemes o' mice an' men Gang aft agley, An' lea'e us nought but grief an
Page 93 - 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.
Page 155 - ... simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ; Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-lov'd Isle. O Thou ! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
Page 166 - mang the dewy weet, Wi' spreckl'd breast ! When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east. Cauld blew the bitter-biting north Upon thy early, humble birth; Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above the parent-earth Thy tender form. The flaunting flow'rs our gardens yield, High shelt'ring woods and wa's maun shield; But thou, beneath the random bield O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane.
Page 136 - And centre in the breast, We may be wise, or rich, or great, But never can be blest...
Page 238 - Shanter, As he frae Ayr ae night did canter (Auld Ayr, wham ne'er a town surpasses For honest men and bonie lasses).
Page lxvii - The poor inhabitant below Was quick to learn and wise to know, And keenly felt the friendly glow, And softer flame ; But thoughtless follies laid him low, And stain'd his name ! Reader, attend ! whether thy soul Soars fancy's flights beyond the pole, Or darkling grubs this earthly hole, In low pursuit ; Know, prudent, cautious, self-control Is wisdom's root.
Page 244 - Till ilka carlin swat and reekit, And coost her duddies to the wark, And linket at it in her sark! Now, Tam, O Tam! had thae been queans, A' plump and strapping in their teens, Their sarks, instead o' creeshie flannen, Been snaw-white seventeen hunder linnen!