Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect, Band 2Adam Neill and Company, 1800 |
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... heart - ftruck anxious care , inquires his name , While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak ; Weel pleas'd the Mother hears , it's nae wild , worthless Rake . VIII . Wi ' kindly welcome Jenny brings him ben VIII . (6) ...
... heart - ftruck anxious care , inquires his name , While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak ; Weel pleas'd the Mother hears , it's nae wild , worthless Rake . VIII . Wi ' kindly welcome Jenny brings him ben VIII . (6) ...
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... heart o'erflows wi ' joy , But blate and laithfu ' , fcarce can weel be- have ; The Mother , wi ' a woman's wiles , can spy What makes the youth fae bashfu ' an ' sae grave ; Weel pleas'd to think her bairn's refpected like the lave ...
... heart o'erflows wi ' joy , But blate and laithfu ' , fcarce can weel be- have ; The Mother , wi ' a woman's wiles , can spy What makes the youth fae bashfu ' an ' sae grave ; Weel pleas'd to think her bairn's refpected like the lave ...
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... heart- A Wretch a Villain ! loft to love and truth ! That can , with ftudied , fly , enfnaring art , Betray fweet Jenny's unfufpecting youth ? Curfe on his perjur'd arts ! diffembling smooth ! Are Honor , Virtue , Gonfcience , all exil ...
... heart- A Wretch a Villain ! loft to love and truth ! That can , with ftudied , fly , enfnaring art , Betray fweet Jenny's unfufpecting youth ? Curfe on his perjur'd arts ! diffembling smooth ! Are Honor , Virtue , Gonfcience , all exil ...
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... hearts , by far the nobleft aim : Perhaps Dundee's wild warbling measures rise , Or plaintive Martyrs , worthy of the ... heart - felt raptures raise ; Nae unifon hae they with our Creator's praise . XIV . The priest - like Father reads ...
... hearts , by far the nobleft aim : Perhaps Dundee's wild warbling measures rise , Or plaintive Martyrs , worthy of the ... heart - felt raptures raise ; Nae unifon hae they with our Creator's praise . XIV . The priest - like Father reads ...
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... heart ! The Pow'r , incens'd , the Pageant will defert , The pompous ftrain , the facerdotal stole ; But haply , in fome Cottage far apart , May hear , well - pleas'd , the language of the Soul ; And in his Book of Life the inmates poor ...
... heart ! The Pow'r , incens'd , the Pageant will defert , The pompous ftrain , the facerdotal stole ; But haply , in fome Cottage far apart , May hear , well - pleas'd , the language of the Soul ; And in his Book of Life the inmates poor ...
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ANTISTROPHE auld baith banks of Ayr Bard blaſt blate bleft bleſs bofom bonnie Braxie bright chearful Claut cloſe corn Craigdarroch Crunt Daur dear dimin Ev'n ev'ry fair fark fate fcorn fhall fhould fide filent fing flow'rs fmall focial fome fooliſh Fortune's foul fpare fpring frae ftand ftill ftorm ftrains fure fweet Glenriddel glorious Green grow heart Heav'n honeft horfe John Barleycorn Juft laffes laft Lallans laſt mair maun Maxwelton moffy monie mourn Mufe ne'er neebor night noiſe o'er owre the Sea pleaſure plough poor Pow'r pride profe reft roar ſcarce ſcenes Scotia's Scotland Scottish language ſhall SHANTER ſmall Sugh taen tear thee thoſe thou thro twas Twill unco Warlocks weary weel Whare Whiſtle whofe Whoſe wind winna wiſh Ye'll Yokin younkers
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Seite 199 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, 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...
Seite 14 - 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.
Seite 203 - 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'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious : The piper loud and louder blew ; The dancers quick and quicker flew ; They...
Seite 10 - 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 !
Seite 6 - 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 : Wi...
Seite 54 - The fear o' hell's a hangman's whip, To haud the wretch in order; But where ye feel your honor grip, Let that aye be your border; Its slightest touches, instant pause — Debar a' side pretences; And resolutely keep its laws, Uncaring consequences.
Seite 75 - Now haud you there, ye're out o' sight, Below the fatt'rels, snug and tight ; Na, faith ye yet ! ye'll no be right, Till ye've got on it, The vera tapmost, tow'rin height 0' Miss's bonnet. My sooth ! right bauld ye set your nose out, As plump an...
Seite 198 - The night drave on wi' sangs and clatter; And ay the ale was growing better: The landlady and Tam grew gracious, Wi' favours, secret, sweet, and precious: The souter tauld his queerest stories; The landlord's laugh was ready chorus: The storm without might rair and rustle, Tam did na mind the storm a whistle. Care, mad to see a man sae happy, E'en drown'd himsel amang the nappy: As bees flee hame wi...
Seite 51 - LANG hae thought, my youthfu' friend, A something to have sent you, Tho' it should serve nae ither end Than just a kind memento ; But how the subject theme may gang, Let time and chance determine ; Perhaps, it may turn out a sang, Perhaps, turn out a sermon.
Seite 219 - If there's a hole in a' your coats, I rede you tent it : A chield's amang you taking notes, And, faith, he'll prent it. If in your bounds ye chance to light Upon a fine, fat, fodgel wight, O...