Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect: By Robert Burns. In Two Volumes. ...William Magee, 1793 |
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... Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide , He wales a portion with judicious care ; 7 And let us worship GOD ! ' he fays , with folemn airg XIII ... They chaunt their artless notes in fimple guife ; They tune their hearts by far ...
... Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide , He wales a portion with judicious care ; 7 And let us worship GOD ! ' he fays , with folemn airg XIII ... They chaunt their artless notes in fimple guife ; They tune their hearts by far ...
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... those paths Of life I ought to fhun ; As Something , loudly , in my breast , Remonftrates 1 have done ; III . Thou know'ft that Thou haft formed me With Paffions wild and ftrong ; And lift'ning to their witching voice Has often led me ...
... those paths Of life I ought to fhun ; As Something , loudly , in my breast , Remonftrates 1 have done ; III . Thou know'ft that Thou haft formed me With Paffions wild and ftrong ; And lift'ning to their witching voice Has often led me ...
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... Those headlong , furious paffions to confine For all unfit I feel my powers be , To rule their torrent in th ' allowed line ; ; O , aid me with Thy help , Omnipotence Divine ! Lying at a Reverend Friend's house , one night , [ 166 ]
... Those headlong , furious paffions to confine For all unfit I feel my powers be , To rule their torrent in th ' allowed line ; ; O , aid me with Thy help , Omnipotence Divine ! Lying at a Reverend Friend's house , one night , [ 166 ]
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... unhappy loves ! Farewell , my friends ! farewell my foes ! My peace with thefe , my love with those- The burfting tears my heart declare , Farewell , the bonie banks of Ayr ! M + 27 S O N G. Tune - GUILDEROY . FROM I. [ 243 ]
... unhappy loves ! Farewell , my friends ! farewell my foes ! My peace with thefe , my love with those- The burfting tears my heart declare , Farewell , the bonie banks of Ayr ! M + 27 S O N G. Tune - GUILDEROY . FROM I. [ 243 ]
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... those that are here , And a bottle like this , are my glory and care . III . Here paffes the Squire on his brother — his horse ; There Centum per Centum , the Cit with his purse ; But fee you the Crown how it waves in the air , There a ...
... those that are here , And a bottle like this , are my glory and care . III . Here paffes the Squire on his brother — his horse ; There Centum per Centum , the Cit with his purse ; But fee you the Crown how it waves in the air , There a ...
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Página 109 - 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 110 - 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 39 - 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 200 - 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 108 - 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 122 - 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 31 - 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 107 - 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 51 - 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...