The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: With a Memoir, Volumes 1-3Houghton, Mifflin, 1880 |
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... death . In this list of contents , the pieces published in Johnson's Museum are marked d ; the poems presented in Currie's first edition of the poet's works in 1800 are marked e ; those added in the second edition , f ; those published ...
... death . In this list of contents , the pieces published in Johnson's Museum are marked d ; the poems presented in Currie's first edition of the poet's works in 1800 are marked e ; those added in the second edition , f ; those published ...
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... Death and Dying Words of Poor Mailie Poor Mailie's Elegy John Barleycorn ; a Ballad SONG - Mary Morrison SONG - The Rigs o ' Barley SONG - Montgomery's Peggy SONG - Composed in August ( Now westlin winds ) Inscription ' on the Tombstone ...
... Death and Dying Words of Poor Mailie Poor Mailie's Elegy John Barleycorn ; a Ballad SONG - Mary Morrison SONG - The Rigs o ' Barley SONG - Montgomery's Peggy SONG - Composed in August ( Now westlin winds ) Inscription ' on the Tombstone ...
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... Death of John M'Leod , Esq . On the Death of Sir James Hunter Blair To Miss Ferrier Verses in the Inn at Kenmore SONG- The Birks of Aberfeldy . Verses at Fall of Fyers SONG Castle - Gordon SONG - The Bonny Lass of Albany f 100 n 102 с ...
... Death of John M'Leod , Esq . On the Death of Sir James Hunter Blair To Miss Ferrier Verses in the Inn at Kenmore SONG- The Birks of Aberfeldy . Verses at Fall of Fyers SONG Castle - Gordon SONG - The Bonny Lass of Albany f 100 n 102 с ...
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... Death of President Dundas A Farewell to Clarinda • • • Contributions to the Second Volume of Johnson's Museum Whistle and I'll come to you , my Lad Macpherson's Farewell Stay , my Charmer Strathallan's Lament The Young Highland Rover ...
... Death of President Dundas A Farewell to Clarinda • • • Contributions to the Second Volume of Johnson's Museum Whistle and I'll come to you , my Lad Macpherson's Farewell Stay , my Charmer Strathallan's Lament The Young Highland Rover ...
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... Death · Fourth Epistle to Mr. Graham of Fintry SONG Sweet Sensibility , how Charming SONG - Ae Fond Kiss , and then we Sever SONG Behold the Hour , the Boat , arrive - SONG - Ance mair I hail thee , thou gloomy December SONGO May , thy ...
... Death · Fourth Epistle to Mr. Graham of Fintry SONG Sweet Sensibility , how Charming SONG - Ae Fond Kiss , and then we Sever SONG Behold the Hour , the Boat , arrive - SONG - Ance mair I hail thee , thou gloomy December SONGO May , thy ...
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Amang ance auld baith bard blaw blest blithe bonnie lass bonny braes braw Burns Burns's canna Cessnock charms dear death deil e'en e'er Epistle fair fate fear Fête Champêtre fortune frae Gavin Hamilton grace guid hame heart Heaven Highland honest honour ither John John Barleycorn Kilmarnock Laird lass Lord Mailie Mauchline maun mind monie Mossgiel mourn muckle Muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er out-owre owre Peggy pleasure plough poem poet poet's poor pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS round rustic sang Scotch Scotland Scottish sing skelpin song soul stanza sweet Syne tell tempests storming thee thegither There's thou Torbolton TUNE twa glancing sparkling unco verses wander weary weel Whigs whistle Whyles ye hae Ye'll ye're young
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Page 148 - 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 and bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And, " Let us worship God,
Page 149 - 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. 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,...
Page 200 - I forget the hallowed grove where by the winding Ayr we met, to live one day of parting love! Eternity will not efface those records dear of transports past; thy image at our last embrace — ah! little thought we 'twas our last! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, o'erhung with wild woods...
Page 150 - THAT AND A' THAT" Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Page 146 - 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 the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
Page 150 - 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...
Page 277 - There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides; How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As, gathering sweet flowerets, she stems thy clear wave. Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes; Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays; My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
Page 257 - O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
Page 18 - Let others fear, to me more dear Than all the pride of May : The tempest's howl, it soothes my soul, My griefs it seems to join ; The leafless trees my fancy please, Their fate resembles mine ! Thou Power Supreme whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfil, Here, firm I rest ; they must be best.
Page 16 - Is there a man, whose judgment clear Can others teach the course to steer, Yet runs, himself, life's mad career, Wild as the wave ; Here pause— and, through the starting tear, Survey this grave.