 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 424 стор.
...term of compassion and endearment.. Having lamented their fate, he proceeds in the following manner. " Ilk happing bird — wee, helpless thing! " That,...Delighted me to hear thee sing, " What comes o' thee ? " Whare wilt thou cow'r thy chittering wing, " An' close thy e'e)" Other reflections of the same... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 268 стор.
...thro' the drift, deep-lairing fprattle, Beneath a fear. Ilk Ilk happing bird, wee, helplefs thing I That, in the merry months o' Spring, Delighted me to hear thee fing, What comes o' thee ! Whare wilt thou cow'r thy chittering wing, An' clofe thy e'e ? Ev'n you... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 стор.
...sheep, wha bide this brattle O' winter war, And thro' the drift, deep-Iairiog sprattle, Beneath a scar. Ilk happing bird, wee, helpless thing, That, in the...Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes o' thee ! Whare wilt thou cow'r thy chittering wing, An' close thy e'e? The blood-stain'd roost, and sheep-cote... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1811 - 500 стор.
...wha bide this brattle O' winter war, And thro' the drift, deep-lairing sprattle, Beneath a scar. Uk happing bird, wee, helpless thing ! That, in the merry...Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes o' thee ! Whare wilt thou tow'r thy chittering wing, An' close thy e'e ? Ev'n you on murd'ring errands toil'd,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1811 - 416 стор.
...has been more than expir ated by the merciless lash of the elements. Ilk happing bird, wee, helpless That in the merry months o" spring Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes o5 thee ? "VVhare wilt thou cowr thy chittring wing And close thy e'e I Ev'n yon on mnrd'rlng errands... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1814 - 306 стор.
...brattle O' winter war, And thro' the drift deep lairing sprattle, Beneath a scar. Ilk happing hird, wee helpless thing, That, in the merry months o' spring, Delighted me to bear thee sing, What comes o' thee ! Whare wilt thou cow'r thy chittering wing, An" close thy e'c ?... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1815 - 364 стор.
...winter war, And thro' the drift, deep-lairing sprastfe, Beneath a sear. Ilk happing bird, wee, helplest thing, That, in the merry months o' spring, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What eomes o' thee ? Whare wilt thou eow'r thy ehittering wing, Ev'n you en murd'ring errands toil'd, Juune... | |
 | 1816 - 420 стор.
...continued frost, and equally demands the care and attention of their lord and sovereign. Ilk hopping BIRD, wee helpless thing! That, in the merry months o' spring, Delighted me to hear thee sin;;, What comes o" thce ? Whare wilt thou cow'r thy chittering wing, An' close thy e'e? Every season,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1816 - 406 стор.
...drift, deep-lairing sprattle, Beneath a scar. Ilk happing bird, wee, helpless thing, That, in the melty months o' spring, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes o' thee ? Whare wilt thou cow'r thy chittering wing, An' close thy e'e ? • t .vi Ev'n you on murdering errands... | |
 | 1831 - 1044 стор.
...cattle, Or silly iheep, wha bide this brattle O' winter war, And thro' the drift, deep-lairing sprattlr, Beneath a scaur ! Ilk happing bird, wee, helpless thing, That, in the merry months o' epring, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes o' thee ? Whar wilt thou cow'r thy chittering wing,... | |
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