The Life of Robert BurnsG. Bell, 1882 - 349 стор. |
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... humble purpose of the following Essay was , therefore , no more than to compress , within the limits of a single small volume , the substance of materials already open to all the world , and sufficient , in every point of view , for ...
... humble purpose of the following Essay was , therefore , no more than to compress , within the limits of a single small volume , the substance of materials already open to all the world , and sufficient , in every point of view , for ...
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... humble ancestors shared the principles and the fall of their chiefs . Though my fathers ” ( said he after his fame was established ) " had not illustrious honours and vast pro- perties to hazard in the contest - though they left their ...
... humble ancestors shared the principles and the fall of their chiefs . Though my fathers ” ( said he after his fame was established ) " had not illustrious honours and vast pro- perties to hazard in the contest - though they left their ...
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... humble sta- tion , a man eminently entitled to respect . He had received the ordinary learning of a Scottish parish school , and pro- fited largely , both by that , and by his own experience in the world . " I have met with few " ( said ...
... humble sta- tion , a man eminently entitled to respect . He had received the ordinary learning of a Scottish parish school , and pro- fited largely , both by that , and by his own experience in the world . " I have met with few " ( said ...
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... humble their station , and scanty their means . Robert was sent , in his sixth year , to a small school at Alloway Miln , about a mile from the house in which he was ' [ This is a mistake . The Burnes family lived at Mount Oliphant ex ...
... humble their station , and scanty their means . Robert was sent , in his sixth year , to a small school at Alloway Miln , about a mile from the house in which he was ' [ This is a mistake . The Burnes family lived at Mount Oliphant ex ...
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... humble abode . " He was , " says Murdoch , " a tender and affectionate father ; he took pleasure in leading his children in the path of virtue ; not in driving them , as some parents do , to the performance of duties to which they ...
... humble abode . " He was , " says Murdoch , " a tender and affectionate father ; he took pleasure in leading his children in the path of virtue ; not in driving them , as some parents do , to the performance of duties to which they ...
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LIFE OF ROBERT BURNS J. G. (John Gibson) 1794-1854 Lockhart,William Scott 1815-1883 Douglas Попередній перегляд недоступний - 2016 |
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acquaintance addressed admiration afterwards Allan Cunningham appears auld Ayrshire bard beautiful Blair brother Burns's celebrated character charms circumstances composed conversation correspondence Cromek Currie Currie's dear death delight doubt Dugald Stewart Dumfries Dunlop early Edinburgh edition Elliesland Epistle Excise fancy farm father favour favourite feelings Gavin Hamilton genius Gilbert Burns Greenock hand heart Highland honour humble Irvine James Jean Jenny Geddes John Kilmarnock kind Kirkoswald labours lady letter lived Lockhart manners Mary Mauchline mind Mossgiel Muses never noble occasion parish passion perhaps period person piece pleasure poems poet poet's poetical poetry political published reader remarkable residence Robert Burns Robert Chambers says scenes Scotch Scotland Scottish sentiments Shanter Sir Walter Scott society song spirit stanzas talents Tarbolton Thomson thou thought tion took verses Walker wife William Burnes wish writing young youth
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Сторінка 194 - JEolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident; or do these workings argue something within us above the trodden clod? I own myself partial to such proofs of those awful and important realities: a God that made all things, man's immaterial and immortal nature, and a world of weal or woe beyond death and the grave.
Сторінка 95 - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton...
Сторінка 274 - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of THEE. Forth in the pleasing Spring THY beauty walks, THY tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes THY glory in the Summer months, With light and heat refulgent.
Сторінка 178 - To make a happy fire-side clime To weans and wife, That's the true pathos and sublime Of human life.
Сторінка 269 - ... ability of conjuring up in himself passions, which are indeed far from being the same as those produced by real events, yet...
Сторінка 112 - Burns seemed much affected by the print, or rather the ideas which it suggested to his mind. He actually shed tears. He asked whose the lines were, and it chanced that nobody but myself remembered that they occur in a half-forgotten poem of Langhorne's called by the unpromising title of 'The Justice of the Peace'.
Сторінка 181 - Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Сторінка 111 - I may truly say, Virgilium vidi tantum. I was a lad of fifteen in 1786-7, when he came first to Edinburgh, but had sense and feeling enough to be much interested in his poetry, and would have given the world to know him; but I had very little acquaintance with any literary people, and still less with the gentry of the west country, the two sets that he most frequented. Mr. Thomas Grierson was at that time a clerk of my father's. He knew Burns, and promised to ask him to his lodgings to dinner, but...
Сторінка 7 - Though it cost the schoolmaster some thrashings, I made an excellent English scholar; and by the time I was ten or eleven years of age, I was a critic in substantives, verbs, and particles.
Сторінка 112 - Cold on Canadian hills, or Minden's plain, Perhaps that mother wept her soldier slain ; Bent o'er her babe, her eye dissolved in dew, The big drops mingling with the milk he drew, Gave the sad presage of his future years, The child of misery baptized in tears.