The Works of Robert Burns: With an Account of His Life, and a Criticism on His Writings; to which are Prefixed, Some Observations on the Character and Condition of the Scottish Peasantry, Volume 4F. Lucas, jun. and J. Cushing, 1815 - Scotland |
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... looks , 299 On a school - master in Cleish parish , Fife - shire , 299 Address to general Dumourier , 299 Elegy on the year 1788 , a sketch , 300 Verses written under the portrait of Fer- gusson the poet , 302 III . SONGS . Slow spreads ...
... looks , 299 On a school - master in Cleish parish , Fife - shire , 299 Address to general Dumourier , 299 Elegy on the year 1788 , a sketch , 300 Verses written under the portrait of Fer- gusson the poet , 302 III . SONGS . Slow spreads ...
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... looks forward with fear and trembling to that , to him , important moment which stamps the die with - with - with , perhaps the eter nal disgrace of , My dear sir , Your humbled , afflicted , tormented , ROBERT BURNS . This is the only ...
... looks forward with fear and trembling to that , to him , important moment which stamps the die with - with - with , perhaps the eter nal disgrace of , My dear sir , Your humbled , afflicted , tormented , ROBERT BURNS . This is the only ...
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... look with confidence for the apostolic love that shall wait on me " through good report and bad re- port , " the love which Solomon emphatically says , " is strong as death . " My compliments to Mrs. Nicol , and all the circle of our ...
... look with confidence for the apostolic love that shall wait on me " through good report and bad re- port , " the love which Solomon emphatically says , " is strong as death . " My compliments to Mrs. Nicol , and all the circle of our ...
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... look of health and cheerfulness , but nothing else remarkable in her person . I scarcely ever saw so striking a likeness as is between her and your little Beennie ; the mouth and chin par- ticularly . She is reserved at first ; but , as ...
... look of health and cheerfulness , but nothing else remarkable in her person . I scarcely ever saw so striking a likeness as is between her and your little Beennie ; the mouth and chin par- ticularly . She is reserved at first ; but , as ...
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... look on the sex with something like the admiration with which I regard the starry sky in a frosty Decem- ber night . I admire the beauty of the Creator's workmanship ; I am charmed with the wild , but graceful eccentricity of their ...
... look on the sex with something like the admiration with which I regard the starry sky in a frosty Decem- ber night . I admire the beauty of the Creator's workmanship ; I am charmed with the wild , but graceful eccentricity of their ...
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Page 306 - Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee! Who shall say that Fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me, Dark despair around benights me.
Page 247 - And wi' the lave ilk merry morn Could rank my rig and lass, Still shearing, and clearing The tither stocked raw, Wi' claivers, an' haivers, Wearing the day awa : Ev'n then a wish, (I mind its power,) A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast ; That I for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan, or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least.
Page 242 - Forgive my foul offence !' Fain promise never more to disobey ; But, should my author health again dispense, Again I might desert fair virtue's way ; Again in folly's path might go astray ; Again exalt the brute and sink the man ; Then how should I for heavenly mercy pray, Who act so counter heavenly mercy's plan?
Page 203 - Came tearing his hair most piteouslie. " 0 hald your tongue, my father," he says, " And see that ye dinna weep for me ! For they may ravish me o' my life, But they canna banish me fro
Page 239 - Green grow the rashes, O ; Green grow the rashes, O ; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent am'ang the lasses, O ! THERE'S nought but care on ev'ry han', In ev'ry hour that passes, O ; What signifies the life o' man, An
Page 233 - ... it pleasure — but something which exalts me, something which enraptures me — than to walk in the sheltered side of a wood, or high plantation, in a cloudy winter day, and hear the stormy wind howling among the trees, and raving over the plain.
Page 227 - BURNESS ; a man who had little art in making money, and still less in keeping it ; but was, however, a man of some sense, a great deal of honesty, and unbounded good-will to every creature, rational and irrational.
Page 134 - MARY'S DREAM. THE moon had climbed the highest hill Which rises o'er the source of Dee, And from the eastern summit shed Her silver light on tower and tree, When Mary laid her down to sleep, Her thoughts on Sandy far at sea, When, soft and low, a voice was heard, Saying,
Page 306 - I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Page 11 - Thou minds me o' the happy days When my fause luve was true. " Thou'll break my heart, thou bonie bird That sings beside thy mate ; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o