The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, 第 38 巻Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh Mitchell, Ames, and White, 1822 |
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... maun starve o ' cauld and hunger ; But , how it comes , I never ken'd yet , They're maistly wonderfu ' contented ... maun thole a factor's snash : He'll stamp an ' threaten , curse an ' swear , He'll apprehend them , poind their gear ...
... maun starve o ' cauld and hunger ; But , how it comes , I never ken'd yet , They're maistly wonderfu ' contented ... maun thole a factor's snash : He'll stamp an ' threaten , curse an ' swear , He'll apprehend them , poind their gear ...
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... maun be wretches ? LUATH . They're nae sac wretched's ane wad think , Tho ' constantly on poortith's brink ; They're sae accustom'd wi ' the sight , The view o't gies them little fright . Then chance an ' fortune are sae guided , They ...
... maun be wretches ? LUATH . They're nae sac wretched's ane wad think , Tho ' constantly on poortith's brink ; They're sae accustom'd wi ' the sight , The view o't gies them little fright . Then chance an ' fortune are sae guided , They ...
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... maun draw our tippence . Then in we go to see the show , On ev'ry side they're gathrin , Some carrying dales , some chairs an ' stools , An ' some are busy blethrin Right loud that day . IX . Here stands a shed to fend the show'rs F 2 ...
... maun draw our tippence . Then in we go to see the show , On ev'ry side they're gathrin , Some carrying dales , some chairs an ' stools , An ' some are busy blethrin Right loud that day . IX . Here stands a shed to fend the show'rs F 2 ...
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... 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 ' mony a scheme in vain's been laid , To stap or scar me ; ' Till ane Hornbook ' s * ta'en up ...
... 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 ' mony a scheme in vain's been laid , To stap or scar me ; ' Till ane Hornbook ' s * ta'en up ...
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... maun detach , Wi ' a ' his brimstone squadrons , Fast , fast this day . XI . See , see auld Orthodoxy's faes She's swingein thro ' the city : Hark , how the nine - tail'd cat she plays ! I vow its unco pretty : There , Learning , with ...
... maun detach , Wi ' a ' his brimstone squadrons , Fast , fast this day . XI . See , see auld Orthodoxy's faes She's swingein thro ' the city : Hark , how the nine - tail'd cat she plays ! I vow its unco pretty : There , Learning , with ...
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amang auld auld lang syne baith bard Beneath blate blaw blest bonnie bonnie lasses bosom braes braw breast BRIG brunstane Burns canna cauld charms dear dearie deil e'en e'er Ev'n ev'ry fair fate fear flowers frae gies guid hame haud hear heart Heav'n honest honour ither John Barleycorn lasses lassie Lord Gregory Mailie maun mony morn mourn muckle muse nae mair Nature's ne'er neebor never night o'er out-owre owre pleasure pleugh poet poor pow'r pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS round rustic Samson's dead Scotia's Scotland sing skelpin SONG soul sugh sweet Syne ta'en tears tell thee There's thou thro toil Tune unco wander weary weel Whare whistling Whyles wild Willie winds wretch XXXVIII ye'll ye're youthful
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165 ページ - 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.
369 ページ - Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that. What though on namely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that? Gi'e fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a
164 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 !* he says, with solemn air.
175 ページ - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering worth is...
251 ページ - A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the Borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form, Evanishing amid the storm.-— Nae man can tether time or tide, The hour approaches, Tam maun ride ; That hour o...
368 ページ - 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
175 ページ - Ev'n thou who mourn'st the Daisy's fate, That fate is thine — no distant date; Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives elate Full on thy bloom, Till crush'd beneath the furrow's weight Shall be thy doom!
253 ページ - The doubling storm roars thro' the woods; The lightnings flash from pole to pole; Near and more near the thunders roll: When, glimmering thro' the groaning trees, Kirk-Alloway seem'd in a bleeze, Thro, ilka bore the beams were glancing, And loud resounded mirth and dancing. Inspiring bold John Barleycorn, What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil; Wi' usquabae, we'll face the Devil!
286 ページ - Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? " That sacred hour can I forget ? Can I forget the hallow'd grove Where, by the winding Ayr, we met, To live one day of parting love...
255 ページ - Tam tint his reason a' thegither, And roars out: 'Weel done, Cutty-sark!' And in an instant all was dark; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke; As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop! she starts before their nose; As eager runs the market-crowd, When 'Catch the thief!' resounds aloud; So Maggie runs, the witches follow, Wi' mony an eldritch skreech and hollow.