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... Morn 240 241 242 • 243 243 244 244 245 245 79 246 246 247 • My Nannie's Awa 247 Bonnie Lesley 248 · Cragieburn Wood 248 · Frae the Friends and Land I Love 249 • Meikle Thinks my Love • 249 What Can a Young Lassie 249 . How Can I be ...
... Morn 240 241 242 • 243 243 244 244 245 245 79 246 246 247 • My Nannie's Awa 247 Bonnie Lesley 248 · Cragieburn Wood 248 · Frae the Friends and Land I Love 249 • Meikle Thinks my Love • 249 What Can a Young Lassie 249 . How Can I be ...
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... Morning Early There was a Lass The Ploughman My Hoggie Simmer's a Pleasant Time First when Maggie was my Care Jamie ... Morn As I was a Wandering The Weary Pund o ' Tow Gane is the Day It is na , Jean , thy Bonnie Face My Collier Laddie ...
... Morning Early There was a Lass The Ploughman My Hoggie Simmer's a Pleasant Time First when Maggie was my Care Jamie ... Morn As I was a Wandering The Weary Pund o ' Tow Gane is the Day It is na , Jean , thy Bonnie Face My Collier Laddie ...
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... Morning Chronicle " • 618 99 Mr Robert Muir , Kilmarnock 384 , 442 دو Mr John Murdoch 342 , 526 William Nicol " 376 , 379 , 390 , 518 , 555 " Mr Pattison , Bookseller , Ayr · 376 دو Miss Mary Peacock 568 " " 9 Mrs Riddell , 566 , 567 ...
... Morning Chronicle " • 618 99 Mr Robert Muir , Kilmarnock 384 , 442 دو Mr John Murdoch 342 , 526 William Nicol " 376 , 379 , 390 , 518 , 555 " Mr Pattison , Bookseller , Ayr · 376 دو Miss Mary Peacock 568 " " 9 Mrs Riddell , 566 , 567 ...
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... morn 247 Thine be the volumes , Jessy 196 O mirk , mirk 263 O my luve's like a red , red rose 277 There's death in the cup 196 On a bank of flowers Through and through 198 241 The solemn League 200 On Cessnock Banks 206 That there is ...
... morn 247 Thine be the volumes , Jessy 196 O mirk , mirk 263 O my luve's like a red , red rose 277 There's death in the cup 196 On a bank of flowers Through and through 198 241 The solemn League 200 On Cessnock Banks 206 That there is ...
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... morn . 238 The ploughman he's a bonnie lad 311 Though women's minds 314 The tither morn , when I forlorn 315 The weary pund , the weary pund 316 The bonniest lad that e'er I saw 323 There was a bonnie lass The blude red rose at Yule ...
... morn . 238 The ploughman he's a bonnie lad 311 Though women's minds 314 The tither morn , when I forlorn 315 The weary pund , the weary pund 316 The bonniest lad that e'er I saw 323 There was a bonnie lass The blude red rose at Yule ...
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aboon aith amang ance auld baith bard Beneath birks of Aberfeldy blast blate blaw bless blest blow bonnie bonnie lasses bosom braes braw breast BRIG Burns cauld charms chiel daur dear death e'en e'er ELLISLAND fair fame Farewell fate fear fellow Fête Champêtre FINTRY fortune's frae gies grace grief groan guid hame heart Heaven honest honour ither Kilmarnock lass lassie life's Mauchline maun mony morn Mossgiel mourn muckle Muse nae mair Nature's ne'er never night o'er Oh Thou owre plough poet poor pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS sang Scotia's Scotland sing sorrow soul strains sweet ta'en tears tell thee thegither There's toil unco wander weary weel Whigs whistle Whyles wild Willie winds winna woes wretch Ye'll ye're
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Сторінка 2 - Then, kneeling down, to heaven's eternal King The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope springs "exulting on triumphant wing," * That thus they all shall meet in future days : There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear, While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Сторінка 2 - An honest man's the noblest work of God;' And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
Сторінка 271 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank 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
Сторінка 260 - 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 40 - See yonder poor o'er-labored wight. So abject, mean, and vile, Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil ; And see his lordly fellow-worm The poor petition spurn, Unmindful, though a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn.
Сторінка 2 - And oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle. O Thou! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
Сторінка 271 - IS there, for honest poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that ? The coward slave we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Сторінка 133 - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
Сторінка 147 - And hotch'd and blew wi' might and main, Till first ae caper, syne anither, Tam tint his reason a' thegither And roars out 'Weel done, Cutty-sark!' And in an instant all was dark; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke; As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop!
Сторінка xxxvii - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...