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... e'en a vex'd and angry heart had he ! Wi ' thieveless sneer to see his modish mien , He , down the water , gies him this guid - e'en : - AULD BRIG . I doubtna , frien ' , ye'll think ye're nae sheepshank , Ance ye were streekit owre ...
... e'en a vex'd and angry heart had he ! Wi ' thieveless sneer to see his modish mien , He , down the water , gies him this guid - e'en : - AULD BRIG . I doubtna , frien ' , ye'll think ye're nae sheepshank , Ance ye were streekit owre ...
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... e'en , When banes are crazed , and bluid is thin , Is , doubtless , great distress ! Yet then content could mak us blest ; Even then , sometimes , we'd snatch a taste Of truest happiness . The honest heart that's free frae a ' Intended ...
... e'en , When banes are crazed , and bluid is thin , Is , doubtless , great distress ! Yet then content could mak us blest ; Even then , sometimes , we'd snatch a taste Of truest happiness . The honest heart that's free frae a ' Intended ...
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... e'en a lang , lang time indeed Sin ' I began to nick the thread , An ' choke the breath : Folk maun do something for their bread , An ' sae maun Death . Sax thousand years are near - hand fled , Sin ' I was to the butching bred , An ...
... e'en a lang , lang time indeed Sin ' I began to nick the thread , An ' choke the breath : Folk maun do something for their bread , An ' sae maun Death . Sax thousand years are near - hand fled , Sin ' I was to the butching bred , An ...
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... E'en to a deil , To skelp and scaud poor dogs like me , An ' hear us squeel ! Great is thy power , an ' great thy fame ; Far kend and noted is thy name , An ' though yon lowin heugh's thy hame , Thou travels far ; An ' faith ! thou's ...
... E'en to a deil , To skelp and scaud poor dogs like me , An ' hear us squeel ! Great is thy power , an ' great thy fame ; Far kend and noted is thy name , An ' though yon lowin heugh's thy hame , Thou travels far ; An ' faith ! thou's ...
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... e'en a sair heart To see't that night . Poor Willie , wi ' his bow - kail runt , Was brunt wi ' primsie Mallie , An ' Mallie , nae doubt , took the drunt , To be compar'd to Willie : Mall's nit lap out wi ' pridefu ' fling , An ' her ...
... e'en a sair heart To see't that night . Poor Willie , wi ' his bow - kail runt , Was brunt wi ' primsie Mallie , An ' Mallie , nae doubt , took the drunt , To be compar'd to Willie : Mall's nit lap out wi ' pridefu ' fling , An ' her ...
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Page 132 - Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that. What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin grey, and a' that; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a
Page 13 - 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 74 - But Mousie, thou art no thy lane, In proving foresight may be vain: The best laid schemes o' mice an' men, Gang aft agley, An' lea'e us nought but grief an
Page 142 - As fair art thou, my bonie 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' the sun : And I will luve thee still, my Dear, While the sands o
Page 137 - Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary fu' o
Page 139 - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
Page 130 - Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Page 12 - But hark! a rap comes gently to the door; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neibor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek; Wi...
Page 131 - John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither; And monie 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.
Page 15 - 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...