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... down by Simpson's * wheel'd the left about : ( Whether impell'd by all - directing Fate , To witness what I after shall narrate ; * A noted tavern at the Auld Brig end . Or whether , rapt in meditation high , He wander'd BURNS .
... down by Simpson's * wheel'd the left about : ( Whether impell'd by all - directing Fate , To witness what I after shall narrate ; * A noted tavern at the Auld Brig end . Or whether , rapt in meditation high , He wander'd BURNS .
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... wander'd out he knew not where nor why :) The drowsy Dungeon - clock * had number'd two , And Wallace Tower had sworn the fact was true : The tide - swoln Firth , wi ' sullen sounding roar , Through the still night dash'd hoarse along ...
... wander'd out he knew not where nor why :) The drowsy Dungeon - clock * had number'd two , And Wallace Tower had sworn the fact was true : The tide - swoln Firth , wi ' sullen sounding roar , Through the still night dash'd hoarse along ...
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... no sma ' ; Nae mair then , we'll care then , Nae farther can we fa ' . What though , like commoners of air , We wander out , we know not where , * Ramsay . But either house or hall ? Yet nature's charms , BURNS . 17.
... no sma ' ; Nae mair then , we'll care then , Nae farther can we fa ' . What though , like commoners of air , We wander out , we know not where , * Ramsay . But either house or hall ? Yet nature's charms , BURNS . 17.
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... wandering , meandering , He views the solemn sky . Than I , no lonely hermit placed Where never human footstep traced , Less fit to play the part ; The lucky moment to improve , And just to stop , and just to move , With self ...
... wandering , meandering , He views the solemn sky . Than I , no lonely hermit placed Where never human footstep traced , Less fit to play the part ; The lucky moment to improve , And just to stop , and just to move , With self ...
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... wander'd through the bow - kail , An ' pow't , for want o ' better shift , A runt was like a sow - tail , Sae bow't that night . Then , straught or crooked , yird or nane , They roar an ' cry a ' throu❜ther ; The vera wee things ...
... wander'd through the bow - kail , An ' pow't , for want o ' better shift , A runt was like a sow - tail , Sae bow't that night . Then , straught or crooked , yird or nane , They roar an ' cry a ' throu❜ther ; The vera wee things ...
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Page 132 - Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that. What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin grey, and a' that; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a
Page 13 - And sage experience bids me this declare — ' If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
Page 74 - 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 142 - 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 : And I will luve thee still, my Dear, While the sands o
Page 137 - Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary fu' o
Page 139 - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
Page 130 - Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, 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 12 - But hark! a rap comes gently to the door; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neibor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek; Wi...
Page 131 - John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither; And monie a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither: Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson, my jo.
Page 15 - Compared with this, how poor religion's pride, In all the pomp of method, and of art, When men display to congregations wide, Devotion's...