 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...  The Edinburgh Review - Сторінка 2591809Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1841 - 658 стор.
...their repose ; The toil worn Cottar frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping...ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his cours does hameward bend.' " That one single stanza is in itself a picture, one may say a poem, of... | |
 | Jacob Abbott - 1841 - 264 стор.
...picture has Burns given us of the return of the cottager to his home, after the labors of the day. " At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree. The expectant wee things, toddling, stagger through, To meet their Dad, with fluttering noise and glee.... | |
 | Elizabeth Frank - 1842 - 304 стор.
...their repose : The toil-worn cottager from labour goes ; This night his weekly toil is at an end ; Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping...rest to spend ; And weary, o'er the moor, his course doth homeward bend. At length, his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree... | |
 | 1843 - 368 стор.
...to their repose : The toilworn cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping...Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their dad, wi' flichterin noise an' glee. His wee bit... | |
 | 1843 - 184 стор.
...to their repose ; The toil-worn cotter frae his labor goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks and his hoes, Hoping...to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does home« ward bend, At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; The... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 110 стор.
...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...shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, todlin, stacher1 thro', To meet their dad wi' flichterin2 noise and glee. His wee bit ingle3 blinkin... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1844 - 540 стор.
...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...bend. " At length his lonely cot appears in view, His wee bit ingle, blinkin bonnily, His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie wifie's smile, The lisping... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1844 - 336 стор.
...to their repose ; The toil-worn cotter frae his labor goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks and his hoes, Hoping...to spend, And weary, o'er the moor his course does homeward bend. III. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ;... | |
 | Robert Burns, James Currie - 1844 - 706 стор.
...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...to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hamcward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th'... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1844 - 680 стор.
...toil-worn cotter frae his labor goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, las mattocks and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and...to spend, And weary, o'er the moor his course does homeward bend. III. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ;... | |
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