Poems: Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect |
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... pleasure ; His hair , his fize , his mouth , his lugs , Shew'd he was nane o ' Scotland's dogs , But whalpet fome place far abroad , Where failors gang to fish for Cod . His locked , letter'd , braw brafs - collar Shew'd him the ...
... pleasure ; His hair , his fize , his mouth , his lugs , Shew'd he was nane o ' Scotland's dogs , But whalpet fome place far abroad , Where failors gang to fish for Cod . His locked , letter'd , braw brafs - collar Shew'd him the ...
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... pleasure ? Nae cauld nor hunger e'er can steer them , The vera thought o't need na fear them . CESAR . L - d man , were ye but whyles where I am , The gentles ye wad neer envy them ! It's true , they need na ftarve or sweat , Thro ...
... pleasure ? Nae cauld nor hunger e'er can steer them , The vera thought o't need na fear them . CESAR . L - d man , were ye but whyles where I am , The gentles ye wad neer envy them ! It's true , they need na ftarve or sweat , Thro ...
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... pleasure it can gie , Ev'n to a deil , To skelp an ' fcaud poor dogs like me , An ' hear us fqueel ! Great is thy pow'r , an ' great thy fame ; Far kend an ' noted is thy name ; An ' tho ' yon lowan heugh's thy hame , Thou travels far ...
... pleasure it can gie , Ev'n to a deil , To skelp an ' fcaud poor dogs like me , An ' hear us fqueel ! Great is thy pow'r , an ' great thy fame ; Far kend an ' noted is thy name ; An ' tho ' yon lowan heugh's thy hame , Thou travels far ...
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... Enjoyment's gale , Let's tak the tide . This life , fae far's I understand , Is a ' enchanted fairy - land , Where Pleasure is the Magic - wand , That , wielded right , Maks Hours like Minutes , hand in hand , Dance ( 72 )
... Enjoyment's gale , Let's tak the tide . This life , fae far's I understand , Is a ' enchanted fairy - land , Where Pleasure is the Magic - wand , That , wielded right , Maks Hours like Minutes , hand in hand , Dance ( 72 )
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... Pleasure's ftream , wi ' fwelling fails , I'm tauld ye're driving rarely ; But fome day ye may gnaw your nails , An ' curfe your folly fairly , That e'er ye brak Diana's pales , Or rattl'd dice wi ' Charlie By night or day . XI . Yet ...
... Pleasure's ftream , wi ' fwelling fails , I'm tauld ye're driving rarely ; But fome day ye may gnaw your nails , An ' curfe your folly fairly , That e'er ye brak Diana's pales , Or rattl'd dice wi ' Charlie By night or day . XI . Yet ...
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Page 136 - An honest man's the noblest work of God ;" And, certes,* in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind. What is a lordling's pomp ? A cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind! Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refined ! O Scotia, my dear, my native soil!
Page 136 - And decks the lily fair in flow'ry pride, Would, in the way His wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide; But, chiefly, in their hearts with Grace Divine preside.
Page 162 - Mis-spending all thy precious hours Thy glorious, youthful prime! Alternate Follies take the sway; Licentious Passions burn; Which tenfold force gives Nature's law, That Man was made to mourn.
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Page 127 - An' each for other's weelfare kindly spiers : The social hours, swift-wing'd, unnotic'd fleet ; Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears ; The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years ; Anticipation forward points the view. The mother, wi' her needle an' her sheers, Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new; The father mixes a
Page 49 - Now, butt an' ben, the Change-house fills, Wi' yill-caup Commentators : Here's crying out for bakes an' gills, An' there the pint-stowp clatters ; While thick an' thrang, an' loud an' lang, Wi' logic, an' wi' Scripture, They raise a din, that in the end, Is like to breed a rupture O' wrath that day. Leeze me on Drink ! it gi'es us mair Than either School or College : It kindles Wit, it waukens Lair, It pangs us fou o
Page 179 - The fear o' hell's a hangman's whip, To haud the wretch in order; But where ye feel your honor grip, Let that aye be your border; Its slightest touches, instant pause — Debar a' side pretences; And resolutely keep its laws, Uncaring consequences.
Page 130 - I've paced much this weary mortal round, 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.