Poems, 1. sējumstrustees of the late James Morison, 1811 |
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1.–5. rezultāts no 31.
lxxiii. lappuse
... face towards the window , to which , and not to his auditors , he directed his eye : thus de- priving himself of any additional effect which the language of his composition might have borrow- ed from the language of his countenance . In ...
... face towards the window , to which , and not to his auditors , he directed his eye : thus de- priving himself of any additional effect which the language of his composition might have borrow- ed from the language of his countenance . In ...
3. lappuse
... face , Ay gat him friends in ilka place . His breast was white , his touzie back Weel clad wi ' coat o ' glossy black ; His gawcie tail , wi ' upward curl , Hang o'er his hurdies wi ' a swirl . Nae doubt but they were fain o ' ither ...
... face , Ay gat him friends in ilka place . His breast was white , his touzie back Weel clad wi ' coat o ' glossy black ; His gawcie tail , wi ' upward curl , Hang o'er his hurdies wi ' a swirl . Nae doubt but they were fain o ' ither ...
27. lappuse
... face . God bless your Honors a ' your days , Wi ' sowps o ' kail and brats o ' claise , In spite o ' a ' the thievish kaes That haunt St Jamie's ! Your humble Poet sings an ' prays While Rab his name is . POSTSCRIPT Let half - starv'd ...
... face . God bless your Honors a ' your days , Wi ' sowps o ' kail and brats o ' claise , In spite o ' a ' the thievish kaes That haunt St Jamie's ! Your humble Poet sings an ' prays While Rab his name is . POSTSCRIPT Let half - starv'd ...
30. lappuse
... face is fair , I walked forth to view the corn , An ' snuff the caller air , The rising sun owre Galston muirs , Wi ' glorious light was glintin ; The hares were hirplin down the furs , The lav'rocks they were chantin Fu ' sweet that ...
... face is fair , I walked forth to view the corn , An ' snuff the caller air , The rising sun owre Galston muirs , Wi ' glorious light was glintin ; The hares were hirplin down the furs , The lav'rocks they were chantin Fu ' sweet that ...
31. lappuse
... as ony lambie , An ' wi ' a curchie low did stoop , As soon as e'er she saw me , Fu ' kind that day . IV . Wi ' bonnet aff , quoth I , < Sweet lass , • I think ye seem to ken me ; ན I'm sure I've seen that bonie face , • But 31.
... as ony lambie , An ' wi ' a curchie low did stoop , As soon as e'er she saw me , Fu ' kind that day . IV . Wi ' bonnet aff , quoth I , < Sweet lass , • I think ye seem to ken me ; ན I'm sure I've seen that bonie face , • But 31.
Citi izdevumi - Skatīt visu
Bieži izmantoti vārdi un frāzes
aith amang ance appears auld Ayrshire baith bard Beneath blate blest braw BRIG brother brunstane Burns character dear death Deil Dr Currie e'er Edinburgh Ellisland Ev'n ev'ry fair farm fate father favourite frae genius gien gies grace guid hame heart heav'n honest honour humble ither John Barleycorn JOHN MOIR labour lasses letter Mauchline maun mind monie mourn muckle muse mutchkin Nae mair Nature's ne'er never night o'er out-owre owre the sea pleasure plough poems poet poor pow'r pride racter rhyme ROBERT BURNS rustic Samson's dead scene Scotia's Scotland shewed sing skelpin sugh sweet taen taste tear tell tender thee thegither There's thou thought thro tion unco weary weel Whare Whyles William Burnes wretched Ye'll ye're
Populāri fragmenti
187. lappuse - 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!
189. lappuse - 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.
6. lappuse - I've notic'd, on our Laird's court-day, An' mony a time my heart's been wae, Poor tenant bodies, scant o' cash, How they maun thole a factor's snash : He'll stamp an' threaten, curse an' swear, He'll apprehend them, poind their gear; While they maun stan', wi' aspect humble, An' hear it a', an' fear and tremble ! I see how folk live that hae riches: But surely poor folk maun be wretches.
190. lappuse - Compared with this, how poor religion's pride, In all the pomp of method and of art, When men display to congregations wide Devotion's every grace...
188. lappuse - With Amalek's ungracious progeny; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
78. lappuse - When Masons' mystic word an' grip, In storms an' tempests raise you up, Some cock or cat your rage maun stop, Or, strange to tell! The youngest Brother ye wad whip Aff straught to hell. Lang syne, in Eden's bonie yard, When youthfu' lovers first were pair'd, An...
272. lappuse - And they hae sworn a solemn oath John Barleycorn was dead. But the cheerful spring came kindly on, And showers began to fall : John Barleycorn got up again.
123. lappuse - tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
186. lappuse - Blythe Jenny sees the visit's no ill ta'en ; The father cracks of horses, pleughs, and kye. The youngster's artless heart o'erflows wi...
196. lappuse - So abject, mean, and vile, Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil ; And see his lordly fellow-worm The poor petition spurn, Unmindful tho' a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn.