The Life and Works of Robert Burns, Volume 4Longmans, Green, 1896 - Scotland |
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... lady famed for her caprice ' -Epistle from Esopus to Maria - The Bushbys of Tinwald Downs -Letters to Cunningham ... lady's gown , there's gairs upon ' t ' - ' Jockey's ta'en the parting kiss ' - ' O lay thy loof in mine , lass ' - ' O ...
... lady famed for her caprice ' -Epistle from Esopus to Maria - The Bushbys of Tinwald Downs -Letters to Cunningham ... lady's gown , there's gairs upon ' t ' - ' Jockey's ta'en the parting kiss ' - ' O lay thy loof in mine , lass ' - ' O ...
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... lady , he Here is what he produced- would try . " In wood and wild , ye warbling throng , Your heavy loss deplore : Now , half - extinct your powers of song- Sweet Echo is no more . " Ye jarring , screeching things around , Scream your ...
... lady , he Here is what he produced- would try . " In wood and wild , ye warbling throng , Your heavy loss deplore : Now , half - extinct your powers of song- Sweet Echo is no more . " Ye jarring , screeching things around , Scream your ...
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... ladies of the family ( all beautiful ) at home , and some strangers , and among others who but Urbani ! The Italian sang us many Scottish songs , accompanied with instrumental music . The two young ladies of Selkirk sang also . We had ...
... ladies of the family ( all beautiful ) at home , and some strangers , and among others who but Urbani ! The Italian sang us many Scottish songs , accompanied with instrumental music . The two young ladies of Selkirk sang also . We had ...
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... lady became Mrs Norman Lockhart , of Carnwath . GEORGE THOMSON TO ROBERT BURNS . August 1793 . on MY GOOD SIR - I consider it one of the most agreeable circumstances attending this publication of mine , that it has procured me so many ...
... lady became Mrs Norman Lockhart , of Carnwath . GEORGE THOMSON TO ROBERT BURNS . August 1793 . on MY GOOD SIR - I consider it one of the most agreeable circumstances attending this publication of mine , that it has procured me so many ...
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... lady + who composed it , and it is superior to any edition of the song which the public has yet seen . No. 35. - Nothing . No. 36 is the real tune of ' Hughie Graham , ' as sung in some places ; in others it is sung to a different and ...
... lady + who composed it , and it is superior to any edition of the song which the public has yet seen . No. 35. - Nothing . No. 36 is the real tune of ' Hughie Graham , ' as sung in some places ; in others it is sung to a different and ...
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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.