Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect: By Robert Burns. In Two Volumes. ...William Magee, 1793 |
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... winds and flaught'ring guns , 233 Song , Behind hills where Stinchar flows , ' 235 Green grow the Rafhes . A Fragment yon Song , Again rejoicing Nature fees , ' ་ 211 219 223 227 231 237 239 Song , The gloomy night is gath'ring faft ...
... winds and flaught'ring guns , 233 Song , Behind hills where Stinchar flows , ' 235 Green grow the Rafhes . A Fragment yon Song , Again rejoicing Nature fees , ' ་ 211 219 223 227 231 237 239 Song , The gloomy night is gath'ring faft ...
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... winds his moorland course , Or haunted Garpal * draws his feeble source , Arous'd by bluftering winds an ' spotting thowes , In mony a torrent down the fnaw - broo rowes ; While crashing ice , borne on the roaring speat , Sweeps dams ...
... winds his moorland course , Or haunted Garpal * draws his feeble source , Arous'd by bluftering winds an ' spotting thowes , In mony a torrent down the fnaw - broo rowes ; While crashing ice , borne on the roaring speat , Sweeps dams ...
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... windy , winter night , The stars shot down wi ' sklentin light ; Wi ' you , myfel , I gat a fright , Ayont the lough ; Ye , like a rafh - bufs , ftood in fight , Wi ' waving fugh . The cudgel in my nieve did shake , Each briftl'd hair ...
... windy , winter night , The stars shot down wi ' sklentin light ; Wi ' you , myfel , I gat a fright , Ayont the lough ; Ye , like a rafh - bufs , ftood in fight , Wi ' waving fugh . The cudgel in my nieve did shake , Each briftl'd hair ...
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... his veins convulfe That ftill eternal gallop : Wi ' wind and tide fair i ' your tail , Right on ye fcud your fea - way ; But , in the teeth o ' baith to fail , It makes an unco leeway . V. See , Social Life and Glee fit down All [ 100 ]
... his veins convulfe That ftill eternal gallop : Wi ' wind and tide fair i ' your tail , Right on ye fcud your fea - way ; But , in the teeth o ' baith to fail , It makes an unco leeway . V. See , Social Life and Glee fit down All [ 100 ]
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... winds the hether wave , And Sportsmen wander by yon grave , Three vollies let his mem'ry crave Opouther an ' lead ,. Till Echo anfwer frae her cave , Tam Samfon's dead ! Heav'n reft his foul , whare'er he be ! Is th ' wish o ' many mae ...
... winds the hether wave , And Sportsmen wander by yon grave , Three vollies let his mem'ry crave Opouther an ' lead ,. Till Echo anfwer frae her cave , Tam Samfon's dead ! Heav'n reft his foul , whare'er he be ! Is th ' wish o ' many mae ...
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aith Amang auld baith Bard blate bleft bonie braw breaft Brig Clootie corn Crunt dear Deil dimin e'en e'er Ev'n ev'ry faft fair fame fark fcream fear fhall fhould fide fight filly fimple fing fmall focial fome foul fpring frae ftand ftill ftrains fure fweet fwelling grace hame heart Heaven Hellim himfel honeft horfe houſe ilka ither John Barleycorn juft laffes laft Lallan lefs leuk maun mony mourn muckle Mufe Mutchkin nae mair ne'er neebor night o'er owre pleaſe pleaſure poor pow'r pride Profe reft rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS round ruftic Samfon's dead Scotch Scotland ſhe tear tell thae thee thefe thegither thofe thou thro unco weary weel Weft Whare whofe Whyles WILLIAM MAGEE Ye'll ye're
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