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Aberfeldie ancient appearance Ayrshire banks bard beautiful belonged bridge BRIGS Bruar building built called Carse Castle celebrated Chapel considerable considered death descended distance Doon Dumfries Edinburgh effect elegant engraved erected extreme fall farm father Ferguson formed frequent Friars front ground hand height hermitage hills Hood hundred idea immediate induced JAMES STORER Jeanie Kirk late lead lost lower memory miles mind Nature nearly Nith notice occasioned old bridge once parish pass person plantations poems poet poet's possession present produce prospect published received remains remarkable rendered residence rise river road ROBERT BURNS Robert Ferguson rocks ruins says scene scenery Scotland seat seen side situation stands stone Storer stream Street thou Tower town trees turned UPPER FALL visited Wallace Whistle wild winding wood
10 ページ - 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 !
30 ページ - Nick, in shape o' beast ; A towzie tyke, black, grim, and large, To gie them music was his charge : He screw'd the pipes and gart them skirl, Till roof and rafters a
30 ページ - Wi' his last gasp his gab did gape ; Five tomahawks, wi' bluid red-rusted ; Five scimitars wi' murder crusted ; A garter, which a babe had strangled ; A knife, a father's throat had mangled, 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'.
15 ページ - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that ; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a
21 ページ - Is there a whim-inspired fool, Owre fast for thought, owre hot for rule, Owre blate to seek, owre proud to snool ? Let him draw near ; And owre this grassy heap sing dool, And drap a tear. Is there a Bard of rustic song, Who, noteless, steals the crowds among, . That weekly this area throng?
15 ページ - A man's a man for a' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their tinsel show, and a' that ; The honest man, though e'er sae poor, Is king o' men for a' that. Ye see yon birkie ca'da lord, Wha struts, and stares, and a' that — Though hundreds worship at his word, He's but a coof for a' that ; For a' that, and a' that, His riband, star, and a' that ; The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a
21 ページ - 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, thro' the starting tear, Survey this grave.
17 ページ - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will...