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... grace , An ' chiefly in her rogueish een . BONIE PEGGY ALISON . ' Tune- " The Braes o ' Balquhidder . " Chor . And I'll kiss thee yet , yet , And I'll kiss thee o'er again : And I'll kiss thee yet , yet , My bonie Peggy Alison . 1 ...
... grace , An ' chiefly in her rogueish een . BONIE PEGGY ALISON . ' Tune- " The Braes o ' Balquhidder . " Chor . And I'll kiss thee yet , yet , And I'll kiss thee o'er again : And I'll kiss thee yet , yet , My bonie Peggy Alison . 1 ...
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... grace , an ' merit , 1 An ' thy poor , worthless daddy's spirit , Without his failins , ' Twill please me mair to see thee heir it , 2 Than stocket mailens.3 For if thou be what I wad hae thee , And tak the counsel I shall gie thee , I ...
... grace , an ' merit , 1 An ' thy poor , worthless daddy's spirit , Without his failins , ' Twill please me mair to see thee heir it , 2 Than stocket mailens.3 For if thou be what I wad hae thee , And tak the counsel I shall gie thee , I ...
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... grace , I paid the buttock hire ; The night was dark , and thro ' the park I couldna but convoy her ; A parting kiss , what could I less , My vows began to scatter ; [ She was na shy - nae mair was I , A kirk - condemned defau'ter ...
... grace , I paid the buttock hire ; The night was dark , and thro ' the park I couldna but convoy her ; A parting kiss , what could I less , My vows began to scatter ; [ She was na shy - nae mair was I , A kirk - condemned defau'ter ...
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... grace this d -d infernal clan ! " By Adamhill a glance he threw , " " " L - d God ! " quoth he , " I have it now ; There's just the man I want , i ' faith ! And quickly stoppit Rankine's breath . LINES ON THE AUTHOR'S DEATH , WRITTEN ...
... grace this d -d infernal clan ! " By Adamhill a glance he threw , " " " L - d God ! " quoth he , " I have it now ; There's just the man I want , i ' faith ! And quickly stoppit Rankine's breath . LINES ON THE AUTHOR'S DEATH , WRITTEN ...
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... grace A burning and a shining light To a ' this place . What was I , or my generation , That I should get sic exaltation , I wha deserve most1 just damnation For broken laws , Five thousand years ere3 my creation , Thro ' Adam's cause ...
... grace A burning and a shining light To a ' this place . What was I , or my generation , That I should get sic exaltation , I wha deserve most1 just damnation For broken laws , Five thousand years ere3 my creation , Thro ' Adam's cause ...
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afterwards Allan Cunningham Amang auld baith blest bonie braw brunstane Burns wrote Burns's cauld Cessnock charms Clarinda dear death deil dinna drink e'er Edinburgh edition EPISTLE EPITAPH Ev'n ev'ry father Findlay frae Gavin Hamilton Gilbert Burns guid hame heart herds Holy Fair honest Hornbook ither Jean John Highlandman Jolly Beggars Kilmarnock laird Lapraik lasses Lochlie Lord Mailie Mary Mauchline maun mony Mossgiel Muse nae mair Nanie ne'er Netherplace never new-light night o'er owre pleasure plough poem poet poet's poison'd poor pride rantin rhyme rigs Robert Burns Robin says Scotch Scotland Scott Douglas sing skelpin sodger song sweet taen Tarbolton tell thee There's Thou thro unco verse warl weary weel Whyles ye'll ye're young
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Page 178 - The sire turns o'er, wi' 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 149 - An' weary winter comin' fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, 'Till, crash ! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o
Page 180 - 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 179 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page, How Abram was the friend of God on high ; Or, Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny ; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire ; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry ; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire ; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Page 20 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', 'Ye are na Mary Morison.
Page 181 - Wallace's undaunted heart, Who dar'd to, nobly, stem tyrannic pride, Or nobly die, the second glorious part: (The patriot's God, peculiarly Thou art, His friend, inspirer, guardian, and reward!) O never, never Scotia's realm desert; But still the patriot, and the patriot-bard In bright succession raise, her ornament and guard...
Page 181 - 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...
Page 180 - ... how poor Religion's pride, In all the pomp of method and of art, When men display to congregations wide, Devotion's...
Page 235 - To give my counsels all in one — Thy tuneful flame still careful fan; Preserve the dignity of man, With soul erect; And trust, the universal plan Will all protect And wear thou this...
Page xviii - In my infant and boyish days, too, I owed much to an old woman who resided in the family, remarkable for her ignorance, credulity and superstition. She had, I suppose, the largest collection in the country, of tales and songs concerning devils, ghosts, fairies, brownies, witches, warlocks, spunkies, kelpies, elf-candles, dead-lights, wraiths, apparitions, cantrips, giants, enchanted towers, dragons, and other trumpery.