The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: With Critical and Biographical NoticesPorter & Coates, 1876 - 604 pages |
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... beneath his sin - avenging rod Fain would I say , " Forgive my foul offence ! " Fain promise never more to disobey ; But , should my Author health again dispense , Again I might desert fair virtue's way : Again in folly's path might go ...
... beneath his sin - avenging rod Fain would I say , " Forgive my foul offence ! " Fain promise never more to disobey ; But , should my Author health again dispense , Again I might desert fair virtue's way : Again in folly's path might go ...
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... Beneath a scar . Ilk happing bird , wee , helpless thing , That , in the merry months o ' spring , Delighted me to hear thee sing , What comes o ' thee ? Whare wilt thou cower thy chittering wing , An ' close thy e'e ? Ev'n you on murd ...
... Beneath a scar . Ilk happing bird , wee , helpless thing , That , in the merry months o ' spring , Delighted me to hear thee sing , What comes o ' thee ? Whare wilt thou cower thy chittering wing , An ' close thy e'e ? Ev'n you on murd ...
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... beneath love's noble name , Can harbour , dark , the selfish aim , To bless himself alone ! Mark maiden innocence a prey To love - pretending snares , This boasted honour turns away Shunning soft pity's rising sway , Regardless of the ...
... beneath love's noble name , Can harbour , dark , the selfish aim , To bless himself alone ! Mark maiden innocence a prey To love - pretending snares , This boasted honour turns away Shunning soft pity's rising sway , Regardless of the ...
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... Beneath the woods and rocks Oftentimes for a home . When the tother bag I sell , And the tother bottle tell , I could meet a troop of hell , At the sound of a drum . Lal de daudle , & c . RECITATIVO . He ended ; and the kebars sheuk ...
... Beneath the woods and rocks Oftentimes for a home . When the tother bag I sell , And the tother bottle tell , I could meet a troop of hell , At the sound of a drum . Lal de daudle , & c . RECITATIVO . He ended ; and the kebars sheuk ...
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... Beneath what light she has remaining , Let's sing our sang . My pen I here fling to the door , And kneel , " Ye Pow'rs , " and warm implore , " Tho ' I should wander terra o'er , In all her climes , Grant me but this , I ask no more ...
... Beneath what light she has remaining , Let's sing our sang . My pen I here fling to the door , And kneel , " Ye Pow'rs , " and warm implore , " Tho ' I should wander terra o'er , In all her climes , Grant me but this , I ask no more ...
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Page 515 - 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...
Page 163 - Thy snawie bosom sunward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies...
Page 134 - I'm truly sorry man's dominion. Has broken nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle At me, thy poor earth-born companion, An...
Page 158 - 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 !
Page 485 - Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise ; My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
Page 159 - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs exulting on triumphant wing,' That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear, While circling Time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Page 157 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor 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 ; With heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak : Weel pleased the mother hears it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...
Page 515 - Ye banks, and braes, and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ' ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O
Page 160 - 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.
Page 45 - THOU, unknown, Almighty Cause Of all my hope and fear ! In whose dread presence, ere an hour, Perhaps I must appear! If I have wander'd in those paths Of life I ought to shun; — As something, loudly in my breast, Remonstrates I have done; — Thou know'st that Thou hast formed me With passions wild and strong; And list'ning to their witching voice Has often led me wrong.