The works of professor Wilson, ed. by prof. Ferrier, Том 71857 |
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... perhaps , that Providence ever allowed to the children of labour , was not surveyed and speculated on by him as the field of poetry , but as the field of his own existence ; and he chronicled the events that passed there , not merely as ...
... perhaps , that Providence ever allowed to the children of labour , was not surveyed and speculated on by him as the field of poetry , but as the field of his own existence ; and he chronicled the events that passed there , not merely as ...
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... perhaps , among banks and braes , possesses , in that small volume , a talis- man that awakens in a moment all the sweet visions of the past , and that can crowd the dim abode of hard - working poverty with a world of dear rural ...
... perhaps , among banks and braes , possesses , in that small volume , a talis- man that awakens in a moment all the sweet visions of the past , and that can crowd the dim abode of hard - working poverty with a world of dear rural ...
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... Perhaps you have no Greek . Mr Chapman's translation is as good as a translation can well be , but then you may not have a copy of it at hand . A pretty wooden cup it is , with curled ears and ivy - twined lips - embossed ' thereon THE ...
... Perhaps you have no Greek . Mr Chapman's translation is as good as a translation can well be , but then you may not have a copy of it at hand . A pretty wooden cup it is , with curled ears and ivy - twined lips - embossed ' thereon THE ...
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... Perhaps we have dwelt too long on this point ; but the truth is that Burns would have utterly despised most of what is now dignified with the name of poetry , where harmlessly enough " Pure description takes the place of sense ; " but ...
... Perhaps we have dwelt too long on this point ; but the truth is that Burns would have utterly despised most of what is now dignified with the name of poetry , where harmlessly enough " Pure description takes the place of sense ; " but ...
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... perhaps endowed with no great memory for grammar , had half of Burns by heart . Many of them , doubtless , are of opinion that it is a silly affair . So must think the more aged march- of - mind men who have outgrown the whims and ...
... perhaps endowed with no great memory for grammar , had half of Burns by heart . Many of them , doubtless , are of opinion that it is a silly affair . So must think the more aged march- of - mind men who have outgrown the whims and ...
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Allan Cunningham Ambleside Ancient Rome auld ballad bard beautiful believe better breast breath Burns's called character charm Christabel clouds Coleridge Colonsay dear death delight divine dream Dumfries earth Edinburgh Ellisland evil eyes face fancy father fear feel felt frae gauger genius George Thomson Grasmere hand happy head hear heard heart heaven honour hope hour human imagination inspired knew labour lady light living look Mauchline mind moral morning Mossgiel nature never noble o'er once passion perhaps pity poem poet poet's poetical poetry poor pride racter Robert Burns round Scotland Scots wha hae Scottish seems Shanter Shuffler sing Sitwell smile song soul spirit strong sweet tears tell tender thee things Thomson thou thought tion truth verse virtue voice walk whole wild William Burnes words youth
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Сторінка 322 - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — ' The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast.
Сторінка 321 - The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.
Сторінка 109 - For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks 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' that, and a' that, It's coming yet, for a
Сторінка 127 - 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!
Сторінка 323 - And now the Storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. "'With sloping masts and dipping prow As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Сторінка 326 - The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. " About, about, in reel and rout, The death-fires danced at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue and white.
Сторінка 322 - The wedding-guest he beat his breast, Yet he cannot choose but hear ! And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner.
Сторінка 327 - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on ; and so did I.
Сторінка 328 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Сторінка 326 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood! I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! a sail...