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... ! And many a Youth and Majden mild , Shall o'er thee sigh ! " RUSHTON . EDINBURGH : PRINTED FOR THE TRUSTEES OF THE LATE JAMES MORISON , BY JOHN MOIR , ROYAL BANK CLOSE . LENOX LIBRARY NEW YORK YARALI CONTENTS . Tam o ' 1811 . POEMS.
... ! And many a Youth and Majden mild , Shall o'er thee sigh ! " RUSHTON . EDINBURGH : PRINTED FOR THE TRUSTEES OF THE LATE JAMES MORISON , BY JOHN MOIR , ROYAL BANK CLOSE . LENOX LIBRARY NEW YORK YARALI CONTENTS . Tam o ' 1811 . POEMS.
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... O'er a ' the ills o ' life victorious ! But pleasures are like poppies spread , You seize the flow'r , its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow falls in the river , A moment white , -then melts for ever ; Or , like the borealis race , That ...
... O'er a ' the ills o ' life victorious ! But pleasures are like poppies spread , You seize the flow'r , its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow falls in the river , A moment white , -then melts for ever ; Or , like the borealis race , That ...
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... 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.— By this time he was cross the ford , Whare in the snaw ...
... 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.— By this time he was cross the ford , Whare in the snaw ...
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... man and mother's son , take heed : Whene'er to drink you are inclin'd , Or cutty - sarks run in your mind , Think , ye may buy the joys o'er dear , Remember Tam o ' Shanter's mare . ΤΟ MISS CRUICK SHANKS , A VERY YOUNG LADY : 13.
... man and mother's son , take heed : Whene'er to drink you are inclin'd , Or cutty - sarks run in your mind , Think , ye may buy the joys o'er dear , Remember Tam o ' Shanter's mare . ΤΟ MISS CRUICK SHANKS , A VERY YOUNG LADY : 13.
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... o'er a linn : Enjoying large each spring and well As nature gave them me , I am , altho ' I say ' t mysel , Worth gaun a mile to see . Would then my noble master please To grant my highest wishes , He'll shade my banks wi ' tow'ring ...
... o'er a linn : Enjoying large each spring and well As nature gave them me , I am , altho ' I say ' t mysel , Worth gaun a mile to see . Would then my noble master please To grant my highest wishes , He'll shade my banks wi ' tow'ring ...
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Page 4 - Whare sits our sulky, sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm. This truth fand honest Tam o...
Page 116 - MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent ; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Page 105 - I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw, or green, There's not a bonnie bird that sings But minds me o
Page 6 - And sic a night he taks the road in As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in. The wind blew as 'twad blawn its last; The rattling...
Page 5 - Kirkton Jean till Monday. She prophesied that, late or soon, Thou would be found deep drown'd in Doon ; Or catch'd wi' warlocks in the mirk By Alloway's auld haunted kirk. Ah, gentle dames ! it gars me greet To think how mony counsels sweet, How mony lengthen'd sage advices, The husband frae the wife despises ! But to our tale : Ae market night, Tam had got planted unco right, Fast by an ingle, bleezing finely, Wi...
Page 11 - Her cutty sark, o' Paisley harn, That while a lassie she had worn, In longitude tho' sorely scanty, It was her best, and she was vauntie. — Ah ! little kend thy reverend grannie, That sark she coft for her wee Nannie, Wi...
Page 159 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Page 10 - 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 reel'd, they set, they cross'd, they cleekit, 'Till ilka carlin swat and reekit, And coost her duddies to the wark, And linket at it in her sark ! Now Tam, O Tam ! had thae been queans A' plump and strapping, in their teens ; Their sarks instead o...
Page 13 - The carlin claught her by the rump, And left poor Maggie scarce a stump. Now, wha this tale o...
Page 12 - In hell they'll roast thee like a herrin ! In vain thy Kate awaits thy comin ! Kate soon will be a woefu...