 | Robert Burns - 1863 - 358 pages
...clods from the plough. 2 An occasional ear of corn in a thrave — that is, twentyfour sheaves. And cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, Till, crash ! the cruel coulter passed Out through thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves and stibble, Has cost thee mony a weary nibble... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1864 - 380 pages
...ensuin', Baith suell and keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare and waste, And weary winter comin' fast, And cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, Till, crash ! the cruel coulter passed Out through thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves and stibble, Has cost thee mony a weary nibble... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1864 - 784 pages
...snell and keen ! " Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary winter comin fast. An' coiie here beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, 'Till crash! the cruel coulter post Out thro' thy cell. ' ' That wee bit heap o' leaves an1 stibble, Has cost thee mony a weary nibble... | |
 | Robert Burns, Alexander Smith - 1865 - 470 pages
...December's winds ensuin, Baith snell an' keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary winter comin fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast,...thou's turn'd out, for a' thy trouble, But house or hald, To thole the winter's sleety dribble, An' cranreuch cauld ! But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1866 - 356 pages
...December's winds ensuin, Baith snell an' keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary winter comin fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast,...thou's turn'd out, for a' thy trouble, But house or hald, To thole the winter's sleety dribble, An' cranreuch cauld ! But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane,... | |
 | Frances Martin - English poetry - 1866 - 506 pages
...snell3 and keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary winter comin' fast, An' cozie 4 here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, Till,...Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves an' stibble,5 Has cost thee monie6 a weary nibble ! Now thou's turned out, for a' thy trouble, But house... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1867 - 360 pages
...Till, crash ! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves and stibble His cost thee mony a weary nibble ! Now thou's turn'd out for a' thy trouble But house or hald, To thole the winter's sleety dribble And cranreuch cauld ? The best laid schemes o' mice and... | |
 | Roses - Gift books - 1867 - 172 pages
...ensuin', Baith snell and keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare and waste, And weary winter comin' fast And cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, Till, crash ! the cruel coulter past Out through thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves and stibble Has cost thee mony a weary nibble ! Now thou... | |
 | Robert Burns, Alexander Smith - 1868 - 688 pages
...saw the fields laid bare and waste, An' weary winter comin fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, I Thou thought to dwell,' Till crash ! the cruel coulter...thou's turn'd out, for a' thy trouble, But house or hald, To thole the winter's sleety dribble, An' cranreuch caukl ! But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1868 - 312 pages
...Baith smell and keen I Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary winter comln' fast, An'cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, Till...the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee hit heap o' leaves an' stibblc, Has cost thee mony a weary nibble! Now thou's turn'd out, for a' thy... | |
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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' leaves an' stibble Has cost thee mony a weary nibble! 
