Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect: By Robert Burns. In Two Volumes. ...William Magee, 1793 |
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... He ca's his coach ; he ca's his horfe ; He draws a bonie filken purse have , As lang's my tail , whare , thro ' the fleeks , The yellow lettered Geordie keeks , Frae morn to e'en it's nought but toiling , At B 2 [ 3 ]
... He ca's his coach ; he ca's his horfe ; He draws a bonie filken purse have , As lang's my tail , whare , thro ' the fleeks , The yellow lettered Geordie keeks , Frae morn to e'en it's nought but toiling , At B 2 [ 3 ]
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... e'en it's nought but toiling , At baking , roafting , frying , boiling ; An ' tho ' the gentry first are ftechin , Yet ev'n the ha ' folk fill their pechan Wi ' faufe , ragouts , and fic like trashtrie , That's little fhort o ...
... e'en it's nought but toiling , At baking , roafting , frying , boiling ; An ' tho ' the gentry first are ftechin , Yet ev'n the ha ' folk fill their pechan Wi ' faufe , ragouts , and fic like trashtrie , That's little fhort o ...
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... , my hearty cocks ! E'en cowe the cadie ! An ' fend him to his dicing box An ' fportin lady . Tell yon guid bluid o ' auld Boconnock's , Ill be his debt twa mashlum bonnocks , An ' driek his health in auld Nanfe Tinocks * [ 22 ]
... , my hearty cocks ! E'en cowe the cadie ! An ' fend him to his dicing box An ' fportin lady . Tell yon guid bluid o ' auld Boconnock's , Ill be his debt twa mashlum bonnocks , An ' driek his health in auld Nanfe Tinocks * [ 22 ]
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... while * ye hae been mony a gate , At mony a house . ' Ay , ay ; quo ' he , an ' fhook his head , It's e'en a lang , lang time indeed * An epidemical fever was then raging in that country . Sin ' I began to nick the thread , An [ 38 ]
... while * ye hae been mony a gate , At mony a house . ' Ay , ay ; quo ' he , an ' fhook his head , It's e'en a lang , lang time indeed * An epidemical fever was then raging in that country . Sin ' I began to nick the thread , An [ 38 ]
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... E'en them he canna get attended , Altho ' their face he ne'er had kend it , Juft fhin a kail - blade and fend it , As foon's he fmells't , Baith their disease , and what will mend it , At once he tells't . • And then a ' doctor's faws ...
... E'en them he canna get attended , Altho ' their face he ne'er had kend it , Juft fhin a kail - blade and fend it , As foon's he fmells't , Baith their disease , and what will mend it , At once he tells't . • And then a ' doctor's faws ...
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