Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect: By Robert Burns. In Two Volumes. ... |
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... THE HE fimple Bard , rough at the rustic plough , Learning his tuneful trade
from ev'ry bough ; The chanting linnet , or the mellow thrush , Hailing the setting
fun , sweet in the green thorn bush , The foaring lark , the perching red - breait
forill ...
... THE HE fimple Bard , rough at the rustic plough , Learning his tuneful trade
from ev'ry bough ; The chanting linnet , or the mellow thrush , Hailing the setting
fun , sweet in the green thorn bush , The foaring lark , the perching red - breait
forill ...
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An ' hunger'd Maukin , ta'en her way To kail - yards green , While faithless snaws
ilk step betray Whare she has been . , The Thresher's weary flinging - tree . The
lee - lang day had tired me ; And when the day had clos'd his e'e Far i ' the West ...
An ' hunger'd Maukin , ta'en her way To kail - yards green , While faithless snaws
ilk step betray Whare she has been . , The Thresher's weary flinging - tree . The
lee - lang day had tired me ; And when the day had clos'd his e'e Far i ' the West ...
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GREEN GROW THE RASHES . A FRAGMENT . CHORUS . Creen grow the rabes
, 0 ; Green grow the rabes , 0 ; The sweetesi hours that e'er I spend , Are spent
amang the lafes , 0 . I. THER HERE's nought but care on ev'ry han ' , In ev'ry hour
...
GREEN GROW THE RASHES . A FRAGMENT . CHORUS . Creen grow the rabes
, 0 ; Green grow the rabes , 0 ; The sweetesi hours that e'er I spend , Are spent
amang the lafes , 0 . I. THER HERE's nought but care on ev'ry han ' , In ev'ry hour
...
Página 238
But gie me a canny hour at e'en , My arms about my Dearie , 0 ; An ' warly cares ,
an ' warly men , May a ' gae tapfalteerje , O ! Green grow ,. & c . IGAD IV . For you
sae doufe , ye sneer at this , Ye're nought but senseless asses , 0 ; The wisest ...
But gie me a canny hour at e'en , My arms about my Dearie , 0 ; An ' warly cares ,
an ' warly men , May a ' gae tapfalteerje , O ! Green grow ,. & c . IGAD IV . For you
sae doufe , ye sneer at this , Ye're nought but senseless asses , 0 ; The wisest ...
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Within the bush her covert neft A little linnet fondly preft , The dew fat chilly on her
breaft , Sae early in the morning : She foon shall see her tender brood , The pride
, the pleasure o ' the wood , Amang the fresh green leaves bedew'd , Awauk ...
Within the bush her covert neft A little linnet fondly preft , The dew fat chilly on her
breaft , Sae early in the morning : She foon shall see her tender brood , The pride
, the pleasure o ' the wood , Amang the fresh green leaves bedew'd , Awauk ...
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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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