 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 424 стор.
...proceeds in the following manner. " Ilk happing bird — wee, helpless thing! " That, in the merry months o' spring, " Delighted me to hear thee sing, " What...thee ? " Whare wilt thou cow'r thy chittering wing, " An' close thy e'e)" Other reflections of the same nature occur to his mind ; and as the mid-night... | |
 | 1828 - 722 стор.
...deep-lairing, sprattle, Beneath a scaur. < Ilk happing bird, wee helpless thing, That in the merry months o' spring, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes o' thee ? Where wilt thou cow'r thy chittering wing, And close thy ee ?' The tenant of the mean hut, with its... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1806 - 422 стор.
...the following manner: " Ilk happing bird—wee, helpless thing ! That, in the merry months o' spriug, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes o' thee ? Whare wilt thou cow'r thy cluttering wing, An' close thy e'e ?" Other reflections of the same nature occur to his mind ; and... | |
 | Robert Burns, Thomas Park - 1808 - 330 стор.
...drift, deep-lairing sprattle, ilk happing bird, wee, helpless thing, That, in the merry mouths <,' spring, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes o' thee! Whare wilt thou cow'r thy cluttering wing, An' close thy e'e? Kv'n you on murd'ring errands toil'd, Lone from your savage homes... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 стор.
...deep-Iairiog sprattle, Beneath a scar. Ilk happing bird, wee, helpless thing, That, in the merry months o' spring, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes...thee ! Whare wilt thou cow'r thy chittering wing, An' close thy e'e? The blood-stain'd roost, and sheep-cote spoil'd, My heart forgets, While pityless... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1811 - 500 стор.
...deep-lairing sprattle, Beneath a scar. Uk happing bird, wee, helpless thing ! That, in the merry months o' spring, 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, Lone from your... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1814 - 306 стор.
...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 ? Ev'n you on murd'ring errands toil'd, [.one from your savage homes exil'd, The... | |
 | 1831 - 1044 стор.
..."Tiearts recite it — even once more ! " Ilk happing bird, wee, helpless thing, That, in the merry months o' spring, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes o' thee ? Whar wilt thou cow'rthy chittering wing, An" close thy ee ?" The whole earth is in a moment green... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1820 - 458 стор.
...deep-lairing sprattle, Beneath a scar. Ilk happing bird, wee, helpless thing, That, in the merry months p' spring, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes...thee ? Whare wilt thou cow'r thy chittering wing, An' close thy e'e ? Ev'n you on murd'ring errands toil'd, Lone from your savage homes exil'd, The blood-stain'd... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 270 стор.
...deep-lairing sprattle, Beneath a scar. Ilk happing bird, wee, helpless thing, That, in the merry months o' spring, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes...o' thee? Whare wilt thou cow'r thy chittering wing, An' close thy ee? Ev'n you on murd'ring errands toil'd, Lone from your savage homes exil'd, The blood-stain'd... | |
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Ilk happing bird, wee, helpless thing ! That, in the merry months o' spring, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes o... 
