The Poetical and Prose Works of Robert Burns: With Life, Notes and CorrespondenceW. J. Hamersley, 1855 - 559 páginas |
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... soul to meet me in the field of matrimony , jilted me , with peculiar circum- stances of mortification . The finishing evil that brought up the rear of this infernal file , was my constitutional melancholy being in- creased to such a ...
... soul to meet me in the field of matrimony , jilted me , with peculiar circum- stances of mortification . The finishing evil that brought up the rear of this infernal file , was my constitutional melancholy being in- creased to such a ...
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... soul , uneasy and confin'd at home , Rests and expatiates in a life to come . ' " It is for this reason I am more pleased with the 15th , 16th , and 17th verses of the 7th chapter of Revelations , than with any ten times as many verses ...
... soul , uneasy and confin'd at home , Rests and expatiates in a life to come . ' " It is for this reason I am more pleased with the 15th , 16th , and 17th verses of the 7th chapter of Revelations , than with any ten times as many verses ...
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... soul of the poet like a demoniac possession . He now seems to have regarded her as lost to him for ever , and that not purely through the objections of her relations , but by her own cruel and perjured desertion of one whom she had ...
... soul of the poet like a demoniac possession . He now seems to have regarded her as lost to him for ever , and that not purely through the objections of her relations , but by her own cruel and perjured desertion of one whom she had ...
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... soul was torn . Oh , Mary ! dear departed shade ! Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred hour can I forget , Can I forget the hallowed grove ...
... soul was torn . Oh , Mary ! dear departed shade ! Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred hour can I forget , Can I forget the hallowed grove ...
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... soul here , because I dearly esteem , respect , and love him . He showed so much attention , engrossing attention , one day , to the only blockhead at table ( the whole 43 company consisted of his lordship , dunder- pate , and myself ) ...
... soul here , because I dearly esteem , respect , and love him . He showed so much attention , engrossing attention , one day , to the only blockhead at table ( the whole 43 company consisted of his lordship , dunder- pate , and myself ) ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 135 - Thy snawie bosom sunward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies...
Página 227 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was f u...
Página 225 - Wi" thee to reign, wi' thee to reign, The brightest jewel in my crown Wad be my queen, wad be my queen.
Página 148 - And hotch'd and blew wi' might and main, Till first ae caper, syne anither, Tam tint his reason a' thegither And roars out 'Weel done, Cutty-sark!' And in an instant all was dark; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke; As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop!
Página 239 - Their tinsel show, and a' that ; The honest man, though e'er sae poor, Is king o' men, for a' that. Ye see yon birkie, ca'da lord, Wha struts, and stares, and a' that ; Tho' hundreds worship at his word. He's but a coof. for a' that. For a' that, and a' that, His riband, star, and a' that, The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a
Página 133 - The sire turns o'er, with patriarchal grace, The big ha'bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin and bare; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care; And "Let us worship God!
Página 213 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Página 147 - The night drave on wi' sangs and clatter; And ay the ale was growing better: The landlady and Tam grew gracious, Wi' favours, secret, sweet, and precious: The souter tauld his queerest stories; The landlord's laugh was ready chorus: The storm without might rair and rustle, Tam did na mind the storm a whistle. Care, mad to see a man sae happy, E'en drown'd himsel amang the nappy: As bees flee hame wi' lades o' treasure, The minutes wing'd their way wi' pleasure; Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious,...
Página 134 - And decks the lily fair in flow'ry pride, Would, in the way His wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide; But, chiefly, in their hearts with Grace Divine preside.
Página 134 - 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.