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... thee , lov'd Nith , thy gladsome plains The winter it is past , and the simmer comes at last Yestreen I had a pint o ' wine · . The Deil cam fiddling thro ' the town Powers celestial , whose protection The heather was blooming , the ...
... thee , lov'd Nith , thy gladsome plains The winter it is past , and the simmer comes at last Yestreen I had a pint o ' wine · . The Deil cam fiddling thro ' the town Powers celestial , whose protection The heather was blooming , the ...
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... ; And lastly , streekit out to bleach In winter snaw ; When I forget thee ! WILLIE CREECH , Tho ' far awa ! XII . May XII . May never wicked fortune touzle him ! May 26 To Mr ROBERT AINSLIE April The merry devil Spunkie.
... ; And lastly , streekit out to bleach In winter snaw ; When I forget thee ! WILLIE CREECH , Tho ' far awa ! XII . May XII . May never wicked fortune touzle him ! May 26 To Mr ROBERT AINSLIE April The merry devil Spunkie.
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... thee entirely : make " an effort to love me with all mine ! " Humble servant , and all that trumpery , is now such a prostituted business , that honest friendship , in her sincere way , must have recourse to her pri- mitive , simple ...
... thee entirely : make " an effort to love me with all mine ! " Humble servant , and all that trumpery , is now such a prostituted business , that honest friendship , in her sincere way , must have recourse to her pri- mitive , simple ...
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... Thee for these Thy gifts in Thy good- ness to the sons of men ! " It needed not your fine taste to admire them . I declare , one day I had the honour of dining at Mr. Bailie's , I was almost in the predicament of the children of Israel ...
... Thee for these Thy gifts in Thy good- ness to the sons of men ! " It needed not your fine taste to admire them . I declare , one day I had the honour of dining at Mr. Bailie's , I was almost in the predicament of the children of Israel ...
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... ? for I have had but one solitary letter from you . I will not think you have forgot me , Madam ; and for my part— " When thee , Jerusalem , I forget , " Skill part from my right hand ! " " My My heart is not of that rock , nor my 72.
... ? for I have had but one solitary letter from you . I will not think you have forgot me , Madam ; and for my part— " When thee , Jerusalem , I forget , " Skill part from my right hand ! " " My My heart is not of that rock , nor my 72.
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RELIQUES OF ROBERT BURNS CONSI Robert 1759-1796 Burns,R. H. (Robert Hartley) 1770-181 Cromek No preview available - 2016 |
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acquaintance Allan Water amang Auld Ayrshire ballad banks bard beautiful Blacklock bonie lass Burns Burns's called character charms compliments composed copy Currie's DEAR FRIEND DEAR SIR Dumfries e'en Edinburgh Ellisland excise farewel feelings frae Gavin Hamilton gentleman give Glencairn Gypsie Laddie hand happy heart Highland Laddie honest honor humble Servant idea John kind lady lassie letter Lord mair Mauchline maun ment mind Miss morning muse ne'er never night noble o'er old song pleasure poems poet poetic poor present Ragwort respect rhyme river Doon ROBERT BURNS Roslin Castle Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum Scottish shew sing soul sparklin stanza sweet tell thee thing thou thought tion tune verses weel wife WILLIAM BURNS Willie's awa wish words write young
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Page 428 - I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans 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. 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.
Page ix - I loved the man, and do honour his memory, on this side idolatry, as much as any. He was indeed honest, and of an. open and free nature ; had an excellent phantasy, brave notions, and gentle expressions...
Page 345 - And wi' the lave ilk merry morn Could rank my rig and lass, Still shearing, and clearing The tither stocked raw, Wi' claivers, an' haivers, Wearing the day awa : Ev'n then a wish, (I mind its power,) A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast ; That I for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan, or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least.
Page 276 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Page 35 - Her pure and eloquent blood Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought, That one might almost say her body thought.
Page 271 - An' fill it in a silver tassie ; That I may drink before I go A service to my bonnie lassie : The boat rocks at the pier o...
Page 276 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer, A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!
Page 337 - THOU unknown, Almighty Cause Of all my hope and fear ! In whose dread presence, ere an hour, Perhaps I must appear! If I have wander'd in those paths Of life I ought to shun ; • As something, loudly, in my breast, Remonstrates I have done; Thou know'st that thou hast formed me With passions wild and strong; And list'ning to their witching voice Has often led me wrong.
Page 18 - 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' my fate. Aft hae I roved by bonnie Doon To see the woodbine twine, And ilka bird sang o' its love; And sae did I o
Page 74 - Nor have I any cause to repent it. If I have not got polite tattle, modish manners, and fashionable dress, I am not sickened and disgusted with the multiform curse of boarding-school affectation ; and I have got the handsomest figure, the sweetest temper, the soundest constitution, and the kindest heart in the county.