The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... head of a bard , A trifle scarce worthy your care ; But accept it , good Sir , as a mark of regard , Sincere as a saint's dying prayer . Now life's chilly evening dim shades in your eye , And ushers the long dreary night ; But you ...
... head of a bard , A trifle scarce worthy your care ; But accept it , good Sir , as a mark of regard , Sincere as a saint's dying prayer . Now life's chilly evening dim shades in your eye , And ushers the long dreary night ; But you ...
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... head , for thought profound and clear , un- match'd ; Yet tho ' his caustic wit was biting , rude , His heart was warm , benevolent , and good . POETICAL INSCRIPTION FOR An Altar to Independence , AT KERROUGHTRY , THE SEAT OF MR . HERON ...
... head , for thought profound and clear , un- match'd ; Yet tho ' his caustic wit was biting , rude , His heart was warm , benevolent , and good . POETICAL INSCRIPTION FOR An Altar to Independence , AT KERROUGHTRY , THE SEAT OF MR . HERON ...
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... head on a tangs , Thy girning laugh enjoys his pangs And murd'ring wrestle , As , dangling in the wind , he hangs A gibbet's tassel . But lest you think I am uncivil , To plague you with this draunting drivel , Abjuring a ' intentions ...
... head on a tangs , Thy girning laugh enjoys his pangs And murd'ring wrestle , As , dangling in the wind , he hangs A gibbet's tassel . But lest you think I am uncivil , To plague you with this draunting drivel , Abjuring a ' intentions ...
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... heads with knowledge so inform'd : If there's another world , he lives in bliss ; If there is none , he made the best of this . A GRACE BEFORE DINNER . O THOU , who kindly dost provide For every creature's want ! We bless thee , God of ...
... heads with knowledge so inform'd : If there's another world , he lives in bliss ; If there is none , he made the best of this . A GRACE BEFORE DINNER . O THOU , who kindly dost provide For every creature's want ! We bless thee , God of ...
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... head , An ' my auld teethless Bawtie's dead ; The tulzie's sair ' tween Pitt an ' Fox , And ' tween our Maggie's twa wee cocks ; The tane is game , a bluidie devil , But to the hen - birds unco civil ; The tither's something dour o ...
... head , An ' my auld teethless Bawtie's dead ; The tulzie's sair ' tween Pitt an ' Fox , And ' tween our Maggie's twa wee cocks ; The tane is game , a bluidie devil , But to the hen - birds unco civil ; The tither's something dour o ...
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ain dear Amang auld auld lang syne banks birds Birks Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest blithe bloom bonnie blue Bonnie Doon bonnie lass bosom bower braes braw breast Burns CESSNOCK charms Chloris CHORUS claut daddie dearest dearie dimin DUMFRIES e'en e'er fair fairest Farewell Flow gently flowers fortune's frae glen green hame heart Highland ilka Jamie John Anderson John Barleycorn kiss lassie lo'es Lord Gregory love thee luve Mary Mauchline maun meikle mony morning nae mair naebody Nancy ne'er night o'er owre Phillis pleasure poison'd rantin roar ROB MORRIS sing Skelpin song sorrow sparklin spring stream sweet sweet Afton sweetly syne tear There's thine Thou hast thro tocher TUNE-The twa glancin wander wanton weary wee thing weel whistle wild Willie wind winna ye'll yon town young
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Sida 129 - 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
Sida 177 - Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
Sida 205 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', 'Ye are na Mary Morison.
Sida 142 - Had we never lov'd sae kindly Had we never lov'd sae blindly Never met - or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted!
Sida 125 - Flow gently, sweet Afton ! among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays ! My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream — Flow gently, sweet Afton ! disturb not her dream ! THE SMILING SPRING.
Sida 111 - 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.
Sida 178 - Wear hoddin-grey 2 , and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a' that. For a
Sida 129 - That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a
Sida 175 - 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 fu...
Sida 142 - AE fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever ! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me.