The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Volume 1McKie and Drennan, 1876 |
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Page xii
... charms , 234 Tibbie , I hae seen the day , 235 Clarinda , mistress of my soul , 236 Songs from Johnson's Third Vol . , Feb. 2 , 1790 . Introductory Note , . I love my Love in secret , Tibbie Dunbar , Highland Harry back again , The ...
... charms , 234 Tibbie , I hae seen the day , 235 Clarinda , mistress of my soul , 236 Songs from Johnson's Third Vol . , Feb. 2 , 1790 . Introductory Note , . I love my Love in secret , Tibbie Dunbar , Highland Harry back again , The ...
Page xv
... charms my bosom fire , Verses on the death of John M'Leod , Esq . , The humble petition of Bruar Water , On scaring some water - fowl in Loch - Turit , Written in the parlour of Kenmore Inn , Written while standing by the Fall of Fyers ...
... charms my bosom fire , Verses on the death of John M'Leod , Esq . , The humble petition of Bruar Water , On scaring some water - fowl in Loch - Turit , Written in the parlour of Kenmore Inn , Written while standing by the Fall of Fyers ...
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... charms out of the plentiful stores of his own imagination ; and there was often a great disparity between his fair captivator and her attributes . One generally reigned paramount in his affections ; but as Yorick's affections flowed out ...
... charms out of the plentiful stores of his own imagination ; and there was often a great disparity between his fair captivator and her attributes . One generally reigned paramount in his affections ; but as Yorick's affections flowed out ...
Page xxxv
... charms , " he adds , " were indeed mediocre ; and what she had were sexual , which was , indeed , the characteristic of the greater part of the poet's mistresses ; for he was no Platonic lover , whatever he might pretend or suppose of ...
... charms , " he adds , " were indeed mediocre ; and what she had were sexual , which was , indeed , the characteristic of the greater part of the poet's mistresses ; for he was no Platonic lover , whatever he might pretend or suppose of ...
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... Charms .- ( Page 234 , Vol . I. ) My Peggy's face .- ( Page 122 , Vol . II . ) AUG . 28 .- [ Journey resumed , by way of Crieff , Taymouth , Aberfeldy , Dunkeld , Blair Athole , Killiecrankie , Fort George , Inverness ; and back by ...
... Charms .- ( Page 234 , Vol . I. ) My Peggy's face .- ( Page 122 , Vol . II . ) AUG . 28 .- [ Journey resumed , by way of Crieff , Taymouth , Aberfeldy , Dunkeld , Blair Athole , Killiecrankie , Fort George , Inverness ; and back by ...
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Afton Allan Cunningham amang auld Ayrshire ballad banks bard beautiful birks of Aberfeldy blaw blythe bonie lass bosom braes braw Brig Burns charms CHORUS Clarinda composed dear death Dumfries Dunlop e'er Edinburgh edition Ellisland Epistle Eppie Ev'n ev'ry fair Farewell frae Gavin Hamilton George Thomson glen gude hame heart Highland honest honour Jean John John Anderson Kilmarnock Laddie lady lassie letter lyric Mary Mauchline maun mony morning Mossgiel muse Museum nae mair ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poem poet poet's poor rhyme Rob Morris Robert ROBERT BURNS says Scotch Scotland Shanter sing stanzas Stenhouse sweet Tarbolton tear tell thee There's Thomson thou thro thyme unco verses weary weel Whare whistle wife Willie wind words ye'll ye're young
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Page 69 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme, How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He, who bore in Heaven the second name, Had not on earth whereon to lay his Head ; How His first followers and servants sped ; The precepts sage they wrote to many a land : How he, who lone in Patmos banished, Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand ; And heard great Bab'lon's doom pronounc'd by Heaven's command. Then kneeling down, to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays : Hope...
Page 66 - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...
Page 88 - WEE, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem. To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
Page 69 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise. In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Page 356 - Kate soon will be a woefu' woman! Now, do thy speedy utmost, Meg, And win the key-stane of the brig; There, at them thou thy tail may toss, A running stream they dare na cross!
Page 254 - John, Your locks are like the snaw ; 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 352 - Mungo's mither hang'd hersel. Before him Doon pours all his floods; The doubling storm roars thro' the woods ; The lightnings flash from pole to pole; Near and more near the thunders roll : When, glimmering thro' the groaning trees, Kirk-Alloway seem'd in a bleeze; Thro' ilka bore the beams were glancing ; And loud resounded mirth and dancing. Inspiring bold John Barleycorn ! What dangers thou canst make us scorn ! Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil; Wi' usquebae, we'll face the devil!
Page 68 - The sire turns o'er with patriarchal grace The big ha' -bible, ance his father's pride ; His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin and bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship GOD !
Page 68 - Is there, in human form, that bears a heart, A wretch ! a villain ! lost to love and truth ! That can, with studied, sly, ensnaring art, Betray sweet Jenny's unsuspecting youth? Curse on his perjur'd arts ! dissembling smooth ! Are honour, virtue, conscience, all exil'd?
Page 320 - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.