Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect: By Robert Burns. In Two Volumes. ... |
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LET other Poets raise a fracas ET other Poets raise a fracas ' Bout vines an '
wines , an ' drunken Bacchus , An'crabbit names an ' stories wrack us , An ' grate
our lug , I fing the juice Scotch beer can mak us , In glass or jug . Othou , my Muse
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LET other Poets raise a fracas ET other Poets raise a fracas ' Bout vines an '
wines , an ' drunken Bacchus , An'crabbit names an ' stories wrack us , An ' grate
our lug , I fing the juice Scotch beer can mak us , In glass or jug . Othou , my Muse
...
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... obscure an ' starvin , They aften groan . Alas ! what bitter toil an ' ftraining-But
truce with peevish , poor complaining ! Is Fortune's fickle Luna waining ? E'en let
her gang ! Beneath what light she has remaining , Let's fing our fang : 1 My pen I
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... obscure an ' starvin , They aften groan . Alas ! what bitter toil an ' ftraining-But
truce with peevish , poor complaining ! Is Fortune's fickle Luna waining ? E'en let
her gang ! Beneath what light she has remaining , Let's fing our fang : 1 My pen I
...
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Yarrow an ' Tweed , to monie a tune Owre Scotland rings , While , Irwin , Lugar ,
Ayr , an ' Doon , Naebody fings . ... We'll fing auld Coila's plains an ' fells , Her
moors red - brown wi ' heather bells , Her banks an ' brae , her dens an ' dells ...
Yarrow an ' Tweed , to monie a tune Owre Scotland rings , While , Irwin , Lugar ,
Ayr , an ' Doon , Naebody fings . ... We'll fing auld Coila's plains an ' fells , Her
moors red - brown wi ' heather bells , Her banks an ' brae , her dens an ' dells ...
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Tho ' faith , { ma ' heart hae I to fing ! My Muse dow scarcely spread her wing : I've
play'd mysel a bonie spring , An ' danc'd my fill ! I'd better gaen an ' sair't the king ,
At Bunker's Hill . * A Song he had promised the Author . ' Twas ae night lately ...
Tho ' faith , { ma ' heart hae I to fing ! My Muse dow scarcely spread her wing : I've
play'd mysel a bonie spring , An ' danc'd my fill ! I'd better gaen an ' sair't the king ,
At Bunker's Hill . * A Song he had promised the Author . ' Twas ae night lately ...
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In vain to me the cow lips blaw , In vain to me the vi'lets spring ; In vain to me in
glen or shaw , The mavis and the lintwhite fing . And maun I fill , & c . * This
chorus is part of a song composed by a gentlemas in Edinburgh , a particular
friend of ...
In vain to me the cow lips blaw , In vain to me the vi'lets spring ; In vain to me in
glen or shaw , The mavis and the lintwhite fing . And maun I fill , & c . * This
chorus is part of a song composed by a gentlemas in Edinburgh , a particular
friend of ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Amang auld Bard Beneath better blow bonie corn dead dear Death e'en e'er ev'ry face fair faith fame fate fear fight fing fire firſt fome frae grace green guid hand head hear heart hills honeſt hope hour humble juſt kind laſt light look mair mark maun meet mind mony morn mourn Nature ne'er never night noble o'er owre play pleaſure poor pow'r pride race roar round ſae ſay Scotch Scotland ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould ſmall ſome ſtill ſweet tear tell thee There's thoſe thou thought thro Till true tune turn unco weary weel whoſe Whyles wild wind worth ye're young
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Página 115 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha'-Bible, ance his father's pride : His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care, And " Let us worship God !
Página 26 - Leeze me on Drink ! it gi'es us mair Than either School or College : It kindles Wit, it waukens Lair, It pangs us fou o
Página 116 - 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?
Página 45 - Groat's ; If there's a hole in a* your coats, I rede you tent it : A chield's amang you, taking notes, And, faith, he'll prent it.
Página 206 - They filled up a darksome pit With water to the brim, They heaved in John Barleycorn, There let him sink or swim. They laid him out upon the floor, To work him farther woe, And still, as signs of life appear'd, They toss'd him to and fro.
Página 114 - Is there, in human form, that bears a heart A wretch! a villain! lost to love and truth! That can, with studied, sly, ensnaring art, Betray sweet Jenny's unsuspecting youth?
Página 128 - It's no in making muckle, mair : It's no in books, it's no in lear, To make us truly blest : If happiness hae not her seat And centre in the breast, We may be wise, or rich, or great, But never can be blest : Nae treasures, nor pleasures, Could make us happy lang ; The heart ay's the part ay, That makes us right or wrang. Think ye, that sic as you and I, Wha drudge and drive thro...
Página 37 - Whom his ain son o' life bereft, The grey hairs yet stack to the heft ; Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which ev"n to name wad be unlawfu'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious : The piper loud and louder blew ; The dancers quick and quicker flew ; They...
Página 113 - An' each for other's weelfare kindly spiers : The social hours, swift-wing'd, unnotic'd fleet ; Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears ; The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years ; Anticipation forward points the view. The mother, wi' her needle an' her sheers, Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new; The father mixes a
Página 59 - But, fare you weel, auld Nickie-ben ! O wad ye tak a thought an' men' ! Ye aiblins might — I dinna ken — Still hae a stake : I'm wae to think upo...