The Life and Works of Robert Burns, Volume 4Longmans, Green, 1896 - Scotland |
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... English army , along with Bruce , at Bannockburn . He was engaged in the same manner on our ride home from St Mary's Isle , and I did not disturb him . Next day he produced me the following address of Bruce to his troops , and gave me a ...
... English army , along with Bruce , at Bannockburn . He was engaged in the same manner on our ride home from St Mary's Isle , and I did not disturb him . Next day he produced me the following address of Bruce to his troops , and gave me a ...
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... English suit for a change , and you are well matched together . Robin's air is excellent , though he certainly has an out - of - the - way measure as ever poor Parnassian wight was plagued with . I wish you would invoke the Muse for a ...
... English suit for a change , and you are well matched together . Robin's air is excellent , though he certainly has an out - of - the - way measure as ever poor Parnassian wight was plagued with . I wish you would invoke the Muse for a ...
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... English verses . I cannot touch Down the Burn , Davie . ' ' The last time I came o'er the muir ' I shall have in my eye . Autumn is my propitious season , I make more verses in it than in all the year else . God bless you ! * R. B. ...
... English verses . I cannot touch Down the Burn , Davie . ' ' The last time I came o'er the muir ' I shall have in my eye . Autumn is my propitious season , I make more verses in it than in all the year else . God bless you ! * R. B. ...
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... English verses along with every Scottish song , and I must fulfil what I have promised ; but I certainly have got into a scrape if you do not stand my friend . A couple of stanzas to each air will do as well as half a dozen ; and to an ...
... English verses along with every Scottish song , and I must fulfil what I have promised ; but I certainly have got into a scrape if you do not stand my friend . A couple of stanzas to each air will do as well as half a dozen ; and to an ...
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... English poet not a little ; they are of that peculiar measure and rhythm that they must be familiar to him who writes for them . - Yours faithfully , G. THOMSON . ROBERT BURNS TO GEORGE THOMSON . [ Sept. 1793. ] I daresay , my dear Sir ...
... English poet not a little ; they are of that peculiar measure and rhythm that they must be familiar to him who writes for them . - Yours faithfully , G. THOMSON . ROBERT BURNS TO GEORGE THOMSON . [ Sept. 1793. ] I daresay , my dear Sir ...
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Allan Allan Cunningham auld ballad beautiful bonie lass BURNS TO GEORGE Burns's cauld character charming Chloris composed Cunningham dear dearie death Deil Dr Currie Dumfries Dunlop Edinburgh edition English fair frae genius GEORGE THOMSON Glasgow gude heart Highland laddie honest humour Jacobite James Jean John Jolly Beggars Kilmarnock lady lassie Leiger letter Lewars lines live lo'es London Lord mair Mauchline Muse Museum nature ne'er Netherplace never night o'er old song poems poet poet's poetic poetry Ramsay rhyme Riddel Robert Burns Robert Chambers Scotch Scotland Scots Scots wha hae Scott Scottish Shanter soul spirit stanza Stewart sweet Syme Syne tell thee There's thou thought thro thyme tune verses volumes weel whare Whig wife William Willie words writing wrote young
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Page 85 - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of THEE. Forth in the pleasing Spring THY beauty walks, THY tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes THY glory in the Summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then THY sun...
Page 186 - THAT AND A' THAT" Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Page 522 - When youthful Love, warm-blu.shing strong, Keen-shivering shot thy nerves along, Those accents, grateful to thy tongue, Th' adored Name, I taught thee how to pour in song, To soothe thy flame "I saw thy pulse's maddening play, Wild send thee Pleasure's devious way. Misled by Fancy's meteor ray, By Passion driven; But yet the light that led astray, Was light from Heaven.
Page 47 - AULD LANG SYNE. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min' ? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o' lang syne ? * . • CHORUS. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne.
Page 37 - By Oppression's woes and pains ! By your Sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free ! Lay the proud Usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe ! LIBERTY'S in every blow...
Page 37 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave ? Let him turn and flee ! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or Freeman fa", Let him follow me ! By oppression's woes and pains By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free ! Lay the proud usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe ! Liberty's in every blow ! — Let us do or die...
Page 91 - As fair art thou, my bonnie 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
Page 363 - IT was a' for our rightfu' King, We left fair Scotland's strand ; It was a' for our rightfu' King We e'er saw Irish land, My dear ; We e'er saw Irish land. Now a' is done that men can do, And a...
Page 187 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Page 423 - And wear thou this" — she solemn said, And bound the Holly round my head : The polish'd leaves, and berries red, Did rustling play ; And, like a passing thought, she fled In light away.