Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect, Band 2Adam Neill and Company, 1800 |
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... worth unknown , far happier there , I ween ! II . November chill blaws loud wi ' angry fugh ; The fhort'ning winter - day is near a close The miry beafts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o ' craws to their re- pofe ...
... worth unknown , far happier there , I ween ! II . November chill blaws loud wi ' angry fugh ; The fhort'ning winter - day is near a close The miry beafts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o ' craws to their re- pofe ...
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... of fimple Bard , On life's rough ocean luckless starr'd ! Unfkilful he to note the card Of prudent Lore , Till billows rage , and gales blow hard , And whelm him o'er ! Such Such fate to fuffering Worth is giv'n , Who long ( 43 )
... of fimple Bard , On life's rough ocean luckless starr'd ! Unfkilful he to note the card Of prudent Lore , Till billows rage , and gales blow hard , And whelm him o'er ! Such Such fate to fuffering Worth is giv'n , Who long ( 43 )
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Robert Burns. Such fate to fuffering Worth is giv'n , Who long with wants and woes has striv'n , By human pride or cunning driv'n To Mis'ry's brink , Till wrench'd of ev'ry stay but Heav'n , " He , ruin'd , fink ! Ev'n thou who mourn'ft ...
Robert Burns. Such fate to fuffering Worth is giv'n , Who long with wants and woes has striv'n , By human pride or cunning driv'n To Mis'ry's brink , Till wrench'd of ev'ry stay but Heav'n , " He , ruin'd , fink ! Ev'n thou who mourn'ft ...
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... worth his while , To fet her name in measur'd ftyle ; She lay like fome unkend - of ifle Befide New - Hollan ' , Or whare wild - meeting oceans boil Befouth Magellan . G 3 Ramfay Ramfay an ' famous Ferguson Gied Forth an ' Tay > ( 101 )
... worth his while , To fet her name in measur'd ftyle ; She lay like fome unkend - of ifle Befide New - Hollan ' , Or whare wild - meeting oceans boil Befouth Magellan . G 3 Ramfay Ramfay an ' famous Ferguson Gied Forth an ' Tay > ( 101 )
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... Terra Firma , on her axis , Diurnal turns , Count on a friend , in faith an ' practice , In Robert Burns . POSTSCRIPT . My memory's no worth a preen ; I had amaift forgotten clean , Ye Ye bade me write you what they mean By this ( 105 )
... Terra Firma , on her axis , Diurnal turns , Count on a friend , in faith an ' practice , In Robert Burns . POSTSCRIPT . My memory's no worth a preen ; I had amaift forgotten clean , Ye Ye bade me write you what they mean By this ( 105 )
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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...