Poems: Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect, Volumen2T. Cadell, 1797 |
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... weary , o'er the moor , his courfe does hameward bend . III . At length his lonely Cot appears in view , Beneath the shelt r of an aged tree ; Th ' expectant wee - things , toddlin , ftacher through To meet their Dad , wi ' flichterin ...
... weary , o'er the moor , his courfe does hameward bend . III . At length his lonely Cot appears in view , Beneath the shelt r of an aged tree ; Th ' expectant wee - things , toddlin , ftacher through To meet their Dad , wi ' flichterin ...
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... grave ; Weel pleas'd to think her bairn's refpected like the lave . IX . O happy love ! where love like this is found ! O heart - felt raptures ! blifs beyond compare ! A 4 I've I've paced much this weary , mortal round , And (7) ...
... grave ; Weel pleas'd to think her bairn's refpected like the lave . IX . O happy love ! where love like this is found ! O heart - felt raptures ! blifs beyond compare ! A 4 I've I've paced much this weary , mortal round , And (7) ...
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Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect Robert Burns. I've paced much this weary , mortal round , And fage Experience bids me this declare- If Heav'n a draught of heav'nly pleasure ' fpare , • One cordial in this melancholy Vale , ' Tis when a ...
Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect Robert Burns. I've paced much this weary , mortal round , And fage Experience bids me this declare- If Heav'n a draught of heav'nly pleasure ' fpare , • One cordial in this melancholy Vale , ' Tis when a ...
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... Ayr , I spy'd a man , whofe aged step Seem'd weary , worn with care ; His face was furrow'd o'er with years , And hoary was his hair . II . Young ftranger , whither wand'reft thou ! Began II . ( 18 ) MAN WAS MADE TO MOURN. ...
... Ayr , I spy'd a man , whofe aged step Seem'd weary , worn with care ; His face was furrow'd o'er with years , And hoary was his hair . II . Young ftranger , whither wand'reft thou ! Began II . ( 18 ) MAN WAS MADE TO MOURN. ...
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... yon moors , Out - spreading far and wide , Where hundreds labour to fupport A haughty lordling's pride ; I've seen yon weary winter - fun Twice forty times return ; B 2 And · And ev'ry time has added proofs , That Man * ( 19 )
... yon moors , Out - spreading far and wide , Where hundreds labour to fupport A haughty lordling's pride ; I've seen yon weary winter - fun Twice forty times return ; B 2 And · And ev'ry time has added proofs , That Man * ( 19 )
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ANTISTROPHE auld baith banks of Ayr Bard barley beſt blaſt blate bleft bofom bonnie Braxie bright chearful Claut corn Craigdarroch Crunt dear dimin diphthong Ev'n ev'ry fair fark fate fcorn fhall fhould fide fight filent fing flow'rs fmall fober focial fome Fortune's foul fpring frae ftand ftill ftrains fure fweet gien Glenriddel glorious haud heart Heav'n honeft horfe John Barleycorn Juft laffes laft Lallans laſt mair maun Maxwelton moffy monie mourn Mufe ne'er neebor night noiſe o'er owre the Sea pleaſure plough poor Pow'r pride Profe reft roar ſcarce ſcenes Scotia's Scotland ſhall ſhe ſkies ſmall ſpare ſtep ſtill taen tear thee theſe thoſe thou thro twas Twill unco Warlocks weary weel Whare Whiſtle whofe wind winna Ye'll Yokin younkers
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Página 206 - 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 19 - 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 ? — a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refined...
Página 17 - There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere. Compared with this, how poor Religion's pride, In all the pomp of method, and of art, When men display to congregations wide Devotion's every grace, except the heart...
Página 144 - But gie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my dearie, O ; An' warly cares, an' warly men, May a
Página 15 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme: How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He Who bore in Heaven the second name Had not on earth whereon to lay His head; How His first followers and servants sped; The precepts sage they wrote to many a land; How he, who lone in' Patmos banished, Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand, And heard great Bab'lon's doom pronounced by Heaven's command.
Página 15 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page, How Abram was the friend of God on high, Or Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny ; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire ; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry ; Or rapt Isaiah's wild seraphic fire ; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Página 12 - 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? Curse on his perjur'd arts ! dissembling smooth ! Are honour, virtue, conscience, all exil'd?
Página 203 - That night, a child might understand, The Deil had business on his hand. Weel mounted on his grey mare, Meg, A better never lifted leg, Tam skelpit on thro' dub and mire, Despising wind, and rain, and fire; Whiles holding fast his guid blue bonnet, Whiles crooning o'er some auld Scots sonnet; Whiles glow'ring round wi' prudent cares Lest bogles catch him unawares: Kirk-Alloway was drawing nigh, Whare ghaists and houlets nightly cry.
Página 10 - O happy love ! where love like this is found ! O heart-felt raptures ! bliss beyond compare ! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare— ' If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath...
Página 204 - And thro the whins, and by the cairn, Whare hunters fand the murder'd bairn; And near the thorn, aboon the well, Whare Mungo's mither hang'd hersel. Before him Doon pours all his floods; The doubling storm roars thro...