 | 1809 - 530 стор.
...naething, now, to big a new ane, O' foggage green ! An' bleak December's winds ensuin, Baith snell and keen ! ' Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary winter comin fast, An' cozie here beneatli the blast, Thou thought to dwell, 'Till crash ! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell.... | |
 | Robert Burns, Thomas Park - 1808 - 330 стор.
...An' naething, now, to big a new ;me, O' foggage green! An' bleak December's winds ensuin, Baith snell and keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste,...to dwell, Till crash ! the cruel coulter past Out lhro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves an' stibble, Has cost thee mony a weary nibble ! Now thou's... | |
 | 1809 - 530 стор.
...now, to big a new ane, O' foggage green! An' bleak December's winds ensuin, Baith snell and ktxu ! ; ' Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary...thy cell. ' That wee bit heap o' leaves an' stibble, Has cost thce mony a weary nibble'! Now thou's turn'd out, for a' thy trouble, ; But house or hald,... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 стор.
...now, to big a new ane, O* foggage green ! An' bleak December's winds ensuin, Baith suell and keen t Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary winter comin fast, An' coaie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, Till crash ! the cruel coulter past That wee... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1811 - 500 стор.
...naething, now, to big a new ane, O' foggage green ! An' bleak December's win's ensuin, Baith snell and keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an waste,...past Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves and stibble I Has cost thee mony a weary nibble ! Now thou 's turn'd out, for a' thy trouble, But house... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1814 - 306 стор.
...green ! An' bleak December's winds eosuin, Baith snell an' keen ! Thou saw the fields laid hare and waste, An' weary winter comin fast, An' cozie here,...cruel coulter past .- Out thro' thy cell. That wee hit heap o' leaves an' stibble, Hast cost thee monie a weary nibble 1 Now thon's turn'd out, for u'... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1815 - 364 стор.
...naething, now, to big a new ane, O' foggage green ! An' bleak Deeember's winds ensuin, Baith *nell and keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary winter eomin fast, An' eozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, 'Till erash! the eruel eoulter... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1816 - 468 стор.
...naething, now, to beg a new ane, O' foggage green ! An' bleak December's winds ensuin, Baith snell and keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste,...Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves an' stibbJe, Has cost thee mony a weary nibble ! Xow thon's tum'd out, for a thy trouble, But house or... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1816 - 406 стор.
...naething, now, to big a new ane, O' foggage green ! An' bleak December's winds ensuin, Baith snell and keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste,...beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, Till crash 1 the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves an' stibble, Has cost thee... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 стор.
...wind ensuing, Baith snell and keen ! Thou saw the field laid bare and waste, An* weary winter coming fast, An* cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought...coulter past, Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o'leaves an' stibble ! Has cost thee monie a weary nibble! Now ili. MI'-, turn'd out, for a' thy trouble,... | |
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An' weary winter comin' fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, 'Till, crash ! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o... 
