Poems, chiefly in the Scottish dialect, Volume 2T. Cadell, London, and W. Creech, Edinburgh, 1794 |
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... ne'er , tho ' out o ' fight , to jauk or play ; ' An ' O ! be fure to fear the LORD alway ! An ' mind your duty , duely , morn an ' night ! A 3 ' Left $ Left in temptation's path ye gang aftray , 6 ( 5 )
... ne'er , tho ' out o ' fight , to jauk or play ; ' An ' O ! be fure to fear the LORD alway ! An ' mind your duty , duely , morn an ' night ! A 3 ' Left $ Left in temptation's path ye gang aftray , 6 ( 5 )
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... ne'er with Wits prophane to range , Be complaifance extended ; An Atheist - laugh's a poor exchange For Deity offended ! X. When ranting round in Pleasure's ring , Religion may be blinded ; Or if the gie a random fting , It may be ...
... ne'er with Wits prophane to range , Be complaifance extended ; An Atheist - laugh's a poor exchange For Deity offended ! X. When ranting round in Pleasure's ring , Religion may be blinded ; Or if the gie a random fting , It may be ...
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... , On scarce a belly fu ' o ' drummock , Wi ' his proud , independent ftomach , Could ill agree ; So , row't his hurdies in a hammock , An ' owre the Sea . C 6 He He ne'er was gien to great mifguiding , Yet coin ( 59 )
... , On scarce a belly fu ' o ' drummock , Wi ' his proud , independent ftomach , Could ill agree ; So , row't his hurdies in a hammock , An ' owre the Sea . C 6 He He ne'er was gien to great mifguiding , Yet coin ( 59 )
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Robert Burns. He ne'er was gien to great mifguiding , Yet coin his pouches wad na bide in ; Wi ' him it ne'er was under hiding ; He dealt it free : The Muse was a ' that he took pride in , That's owre the Sea . Jamaica bodies , use him ...
Robert Burns. He ne'er was gien to great mifguiding , Yet coin his pouches wad na bide in ; Wi ' him it ne'er was under hiding ; He dealt it free : The Muse was a ' that he took pride in , That's owre the Sea . Jamaica bodies , use him ...
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Page 53 - LANG hae thought, my youthfu' friend, A something to have sent you, Tho' it should serve nae ither end Than just a kind memento ; But how the subject theme may gang, Let time and chance determine ; Perhaps, it may turn out a sang, Perhaps, turn out a sermon.
Page 16 - 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. Compared with this, how poor Religion's pride, In all the pomp of method, and of art, When men display to congregations wide Devotion's every grace, except the heart...
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Page 197 - That night, a child might understand, The Deil had business on his hand. Weel mounted on his gray mare Meg, A better never lifted leg, Tam skelpit on thro' dub and mire, Despising wind, and rain, and fire ; Whiles holding fast his guid blue bonnet, Whiles crooning o'er some auld Scots sonnet; Whiles glow'ring round wi' prudent cares, Lest bogles catch him unawares : Kirk-Alloway was drawing nigh, Whare ghaists and houlets nightly cry.
Page 17 - And decks the lily fair in flow'ry pride, Would, in the way His wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide; But, chiefly, in their hearts with Grace Divine preside.
Page 15 - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs exulting on triumphant wing,' 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...
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Page 217 - Groat's ; If there's a hole in a* your coats, I rede you tent it : A chield's amang you, taking notes, And, faith, he'll prent it.
Page 10 - Is there, in human form, that bears a heart A wretch! a villain! lost to love and truth! That can, with studied, sly, ensnaring art, Betray sweet Jenny's unsuspecting youth?