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... feel so often , and so to raise above its objects , and to have so dangerous a power of cominunicating . She sang a song , made by a country laird's son on one of his father's maids , and its air caught upon the tuneless ear which Mr ...
... feel so often , and so to raise above its objects , and to have so dangerous a power of cominunicating . She sang a song , made by a country laird's son on one of his father's maids , and its air caught upon the tuneless ear which Mr ...
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... feeling of a peasant - farmer struggling against difficulty , holding his own plough , and occupying that doubtful place between master and servant . The elegy on " Poor Mailie " alone , of all these memor- able productions referred to ...
... feeling of a peasant - farmer struggling against difficulty , holding his own plough , and occupying that doubtful place between master and servant . The elegy on " Poor Mailie " alone , of all these memor- able productions referred to ...
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... feeling - Burns found his chief delight . It grew to be the very stimulus to his flagging fancy , or to his lack of subject , when love had ceased to have the old charm ; but it is worth noting , that he at least could not be contented ...
... feeling - Burns found his chief delight . It grew to be the very stimulus to his flagging fancy , or to his lack of subject , when love had ceased to have the old charm ; but it is worth noting , that he at least could not be contented ...
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... feeling in his heart ; and his numerous letters are full of this calmer , more satisfactory , and permanent enjoyment . In these are to be found , however , the de- tached traces of his singular relation to " Clarinda , " Mrs M'Lehose ...
... feeling in his heart ; and his numerous letters are full of this calmer , more satisfactory , and permanent enjoyment . In these are to be found , however , the de- tached traces of his singular relation to " Clarinda , " Mrs M'Lehose ...
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... feel ; That feeling heart but acts a part , " Tis rakish art in Rob Mossgiel .. .... THE FIRST PSALM . THE man , in life wherever placed , Hath happiness in store , Who walks not in the wicked's way , Nor learns their guilty lore ! Nor ...
... feel ; That feeling heart but acts a part , " Tis rakish art in Rob Mossgiel .. .... THE FIRST PSALM . THE man , in life wherever placed , Hath happiness in store , Who walks not in the wicked's way , Nor learns their guilty lore ! Nor ...
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aboon aith amang ance auld baith bard Beneath birks of Aberfeldy blast blate blaw bless blest blow bonnie bonnie lasses bosom braes braw breast BRIG Burns cauld charms chiel daur dear death e'en e'er ELLISLAND fair fame Farewell fate fear fellow Fête Champêtre FINTRY fortune's frae gies grace grief groan guid hame heart Heaven honest honour ither Kilmarnock lass lassie life's Mauchline maun mony morn Mossgiel mourn muckle Muse nae mair Nature's ne'er never night o'er Oh Thou owre plough poet poor pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS sang Scotia's Scotland sing sorrow soul strains sweet ta'en tears tell thee thegither There's toil unco wander weary weel Whigs whistle Whyles wild Willie winds winna woes wretch Ye'll ye're
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Page 2 - 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 in an eternal sphere.
Page 2 - 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 refin'd!
Page 271 - 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 260 - 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!
Page 40 - See yonder poor o'er-labored wight. So abject, mean, and vile, Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil ; And see his lordly fellow-worm The poor petition spurn, Unmindful, though a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn.
Page 2 - And oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle. O Thou! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
Page 271 - 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 133 - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
Page 147 - And hotch'd and blew wi' might and main, Till first ae caper, syne anither, Tam tint his reason a' thegither And roars out 'Weel done, Cutty-sark!' And in an instant all was dark; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke; As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop!
Page xxxvii - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...