Poems, chiefly in the Scottish dialect, Volume 2T. Cadell, London, and W. Creech, Edinburgh, 1794 |
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Page 108
... monie a fallow gat his licks , Wi ' hearty crunt ; An ' fome , to learn them for their tricks , Were hang'd an ' brunt . This game was play'd in monie lands , An ' auld - light caddies bure fic hands , That faith , the youngsters took ...
... monie a fallow gat his licks , Wi ' hearty crunt ; An ' fome , to learn them for their tricks , Were hang'd an ' brunt . This game was play'd in monie lands , An ' auld - light caddies bure fic hands , That faith , the youngsters took ...
Page 111
... monie godly folks are thinkin , Your dreams an ' tricks Will fend you Korah - like , a - finkin , Straught to auld Nick's , Ye * A certain humorous dream of his was then making a noife in the country - tide . Ye hae fae monie cracks an ...
... monie godly folks are thinkin , Your dreams an ' tricks Will fend you Korah - like , a - finkin , Straught to auld Nick's , Ye * A certain humorous dream of his was then making a noife in the country - tide . Ye hae fae monie cracks an ...
Page 112
... - gown badge an ' claithing O ' faunts ; tak that , ye lea'e them naithing To ken them by , Frae ony unregenerate Heathen Like you or I. I've fent you here fome rhyming ware , A ' I've ( 112 ) Ye hae fae monie cracks an' cants, ...
... - gown badge an ' claithing O ' faunts ; tak that , ye lea'e them naithing To ken them by , Frae ony unregenerate Heathen Like you or I. I've fent you here fome rhyming ware , A ' I've ( 112 ) Ye hae fae monie cracks an' cants, ...
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... monie , many Moiftify , to moisten Mournfu ' , mournful Moop , to nibble as a fheep Mottie , full of motes Mou , the mouth Moufie , dimin . of moufe Moorlan , of or belonging to moors Muckle or mickle , great , big , much Mutchkin , an ...
... monie , many Moiftify , to moisten Mournfu ' , mournful Moop , to nibble as a fheep Mottie , full of motes Mou , the mouth Moufie , dimin . of moufe Moorlan , of or belonging to moors Muckle or mickle , great , big , much Mutchkin , an ...
Page 282
... monie a wearie body , many a dif- ferent perfon Weet , rain , witness Wha , who Whafe , whofe Whare , where , Whare'er wherever Whyles , whiles , fometimes Whifsle , a whistle ; to whistle Whang , a leathern string , a piece of cheefe ...
... monie a wearie body , many a dif- ferent perfon Weet , rain , witness Wha , who Whafe , whofe Whare , where , Whare'er wherever Whyles , whiles , fometimes Whifsle , a whistle ; to whistle Whang , a leathern string , a piece of cheefe ...
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ANTISTROPHE auld baith banks of Ayr Bard barley blaft blaſt blate bleft bofom bonie Braxie bright chearful Claut cloſe Craigdarroch Crunt curfe dear dimin diphthong Ev'n ev'ry fair fark fate fhall fhine fide fight filent fing fkies flow'rs fmall focial fome Fortune's foul fpare fpring frae ftill ftorm ftrike fure fweet gien Glenriddel glorious Green grow guife heart Heav'n honeft horfe John Barleycorn juft laffes laft Lallans laſt mair maun Maxwelton moffy monie mourn Mufe muft ne'er neebor night noife noiſe o'er pleaſure plough poor Pow'r pride profe reft roar ſcarce ſcenes Scotia's Scotland SCOTTISH ſhall ſhe ſhould taen tear thee theſe thofe thou thro Tune twas Twill unco uſed Warlocks weary weel Whare Whiſtle whofe whoſe wind winna Ye'll Yokin younkers
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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...
Page 197 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Page 18 - 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 refined...
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...
Page 200 - Wi' his last gasp his gab did gape; Five tomahawks, wi' bluid red-rusted; Five scimitars, wi' murder crusted; A garter, which a babe had strangled; A knife, a father's throat had mangled, Whom his ain son o...
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?