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... wander " Robin- " There was a lad was born in Kyle " A Fragment " When first I came to Stewart Kyle ' Luckless Fortune • The Braes o ' Ballochmyle I am a Son of Mars John Highlandman I am a Fiddler I've Ta'en the Gold I am a Bard Young ...
... wander " Robin- " There was a lad was born in Kyle " A Fragment " When first I came to Stewart Kyle ' Luckless Fortune • The Braes o ' Ballochmyle I am a Son of Mars John Highlandman I am a Fiddler I've Ta'en the Gold I am a Bard Young ...
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... Wandering Willie 266 Meg o ' the Mill 266 Address to Dumourier 266 • Farewell thou Stream that Winding Flows Blithe ... Wander Come let me Take Thee to my Breast Bruce to his Men at Bannockburn Behold the Hour Down the Burn , Davie 268 ...
... Wandering Willie 266 Meg o ' the Mill 266 Address to Dumourier 266 • Farewell thou Stream that Winding Flows Blithe ... Wander Come let me Take Thee to my Breast Bruce to his Men at Bannockburn Behold the Hour Down the Burn , Davie 268 ...
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... Wandering 315 · The Weary Pund o ' Tow Gane is the Day It is na , Jean , thy Bonnie Face My Collier Laddie Ye Jacobites by Name . 316 316 317 317 318 Lady Mary Ann 318 Kenmure's on and Awa 319 Such a Parcel of Rogues in a Nation 319 The ...
... Wandering 315 · The Weary Pund o ' Tow Gane is the Day It is na , Jean , thy Bonnie Face My Collier Laddie Ye Jacobites by Name . 316 316 317 317 318 Lady Mary Ann 318 Kenmure's on and Awa 319 Such a Parcel of Rogues in a Nation 319 The ...
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... wandering 315 First when Maggy was my care 313 As I was a wand'ring 334 Flow gently , sweet Afton 256 Awa ' wi ' your witchcraft 306 Forlorn my love , no comfort near 303 Frae the friends and land I love 249 Beauteous rose - bud 124 ...
... wandering 315 First when Maggy was my care 313 As I was a wand'ring 334 Flow gently , sweet Afton 256 Awa ' wi ' your witchcraft 306 Forlorn my love , no comfort near 303 Frae the friends and land I love 249 Beauteous rose - bud 124 ...
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... wander 213 O open the door The graybeard , old Wisdom 200 263 Thou of an independent mind 179 O poortith cauld . 262 O Philly , happy be that day 289 O stay , sweet warbling woodlark 300 O saw ye bonnie Lesley The wintry west extends ...
... wander 213 O open the door The graybeard , old Wisdom 200 263 Thou of an independent mind 179 O poortith cauld . 262 O Philly , happy be that day 289 O stay , sweet warbling woodlark 300 O saw ye bonnie Lesley The wintry west extends ...
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aboon aith amang auld baith bard beneath birks of Aberfeldy blast blate blaw bless blest blow bonnie bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast Burns cauld Charlie Fox charms daur dear death e'en e'er ELLISLAND fair fame Farewell fate fear fellow Fête Champêtre flowers fortune's frae glen grace grief guid hame heart Heaven Highland honest honour ither lass lassie life's Mauchline maun mony morn Mossgiel mourn muckle Muse nae mair Nature's ne'er never night o'er owre plough poet poor pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS Samson's deid sang Scotia's Scotland sing song sorrow soul strains sweet ta'en Tarbolton tears tell thee thegither There's unco wander weary weel Whigs whistle Whyles wild Willie winds winna 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...