An Essay on the Life and Genius of Robert Burns

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Сторінка 49 - Is there, for honest poverty, That hangs his head, an' a' that» The coward slave we pass him by, We dare be poor for a' that ! For a' that, an' a that, Our toils obscure, an' a' that, The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a
Сторінка 10 - runs, himself, Life's mad career, Wild as the wave ? Here pause—and, through the starting tear, Survey this grave. The poor inhabitant below, Was quick to learn, and wise to know, And keenly felt the friendly glow, And softer flame ; But thoughtless follies laid him low, And stained his name. In
Сторінка 47 - By oppression's woes and pains ! By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins But they shall be free ! Lay the proud usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe ! Liberty's in every blow !— Let us do, or die
Сторінка 40 - Scotch school—the douce gudeman who held his own plough. There was a strong expression of sense and shrewdness in all his lineaments; the eye alone, I think, indicated the poetical character and temperament. It was large, and of a dark cast, which glowed (I say literally glowed) when he spoke with feeling or interest.
Сторінка 26 - flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air: There's not a bonnie flower that springs, By fountain, shaw. or green
Сторінка 23 - E'en then a wish, I mind its power, A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast; That I, for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least." Amang the bearded bear, I turn'd the
Сторінка 13 - I've noticed, on our Laird's court-day, An' mony a time my heart's been wae, Poor tenant bodies, scant o' cash, How they maun thole a factor's snash ; He'll stamp and threaten, curse and swear, He'll apprehend them, poind their gear, While they maun stan", wi' aspect humble, And hear it a', an' fear an
Сторінка 12 - rev'rence and attend ! Here lie the loving husband's dear remains, The tender father, and the gen'rous friend. The pitying heart that felt for human woe ; The dauntless heart that feared no human pride ; The friend of man, to vice alone a foe ; "For ev'n his failings leaned to virtue's side.
Сторінка 12 - twad blawn its last; The rattlin' showers rose on the blast ; The speedy gleams the darkness swallowed, / Loud, deep and lang the thunder bellow'd: That night a child might understand, The de'il had business on his hand.
Сторінка 40 - His person was strong and robust; his manners rustic, not clownish ; a sort of dignified plainness and simplicity. His countenance was more massive than it looks in any of the portraits. I would have taken the poet, had I not known who he was, for a very sagacious country farmer of the

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