It wad frae monie a blunder free us -To a Louse. "Ask why God made the gem so small, An' why so huge the granite? That higher value on it." -Lines. "What is life wanting love? Night without a morning! Love's the cloudless summer sun, Nature gay adorning." -Song. "How pleasant the banks of the clear-winding Devon, With green spreading bushes, and flowers blooming fair! But the bonniest flower on the banks of the Devon, Was once a sweet bud on the braes of the Ayr. -Banks of Devon. A PARTIAL LIST OF BURNS'S POEMS. My Luve's Like a Red. John Anderson, My Jo. Red Rose. O Whistle, and I'll Come to You. O Wert Thou in the Cauld Blast. Ye banks, and braes, and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, There sinner first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, Wi' monie a vow, and lock'd embrace, We tore oursels asunder; But oh! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early! Now green's the sod, and cauld's the clay, 2 O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly! I. Explain the Scotch phrases. TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY. On the turning one down with the plow, in April, 1786. Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flower, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure To spare thee now is past my power, Alas! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie lark, companion meet, Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet, Wi' speckled breast, When upward-springing, blithe, to greet Cauld blew the bitter-biting north Upon thy early, humble birth; Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above the parent earth 1 3 The flaunting flowers our gardens yield, High sheltering woods and wa's maun shield; O' cold or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, There, in thy scanty mantle clad, But now the share uptears thy bed, Such is the fate of artless maid, Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Such is the fate of simple bard, On life's rough ocean luckless starr'd! Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering worth is given, Who long with wants and woes has striven, To misery's brink, Till wrench'd of every stay but Heaven, He, ruin'd, sink! 8 Ev'n thou who mourn'st the Daisy's fate, Till crush'd beneath the furrow's weight, I. Explain the Scotch words. Explain what is meant by card in the 7th stanza. II. Select figures of speech. Classify them. QUESTIONS ON BURNS. 1. Sketch the story of Burns's life. 2. Name his best known songs and poems. 3. For what is his poetry famed? Quote three memory gems. 4. Which of the poems given do you like best? Why? 5. Give the different titles which have been applied to Burns. WILLIAM WORDSWORTH.* 1770-1850. Thou wert as a lone star whose light did shine -Shelley. Of no other poet except Shakespeare have so many phrases become household words as of Wordsworth. -Lowell. *Wordsworth was born in the year of the Boston massacre. |