The Beauties of Burns: Consisting of Selections from His Poems and LettersT. Davison, 1826 - 212 lappuses |
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1.–5. rezultāts no 19.
51. lappuse
... mourn By wood and wild , Where , haply , pity strays forlorn , Frae man exiled . Ye hills , near neebors o ' the starns , That proudly cock your cresting cairns ! Ye cliffs , the haunts of sailing earns , Where echo slumbers ! Come join ...
... mourn By wood and wild , Where , haply , pity strays forlorn , Frae man exiled . Ye hills , near neebors o ' the starns , That proudly cock your cresting cairns ! Ye cliffs , the haunts of sailing earns , Where echo slumbers ! Come join ...
52. lappuse
... Mourn , ye wee songsters o ' the wood ; Ye grouse that crap the heather bud : Ye curlews calling through a clud ; Ye whistling plover ; And mourn , ye whirring paitrick brood ; He's gane for ever ! Mourn , sooty coots , and speckled ...
... Mourn , ye wee songsters o ' the wood ; Ye grouse that crap the heather bud : Ye curlews calling through a clud ; Ye whistling plover ; And mourn , ye whirring paitrick brood ; He's gane for ever ! Mourn , sooty coots , and speckled ...
53. lappuse
... Mourn him , thou Sun , great source of light ! Mourn , empress of the silent night ! And you , ye twinkling starnies bright , My Matthew mourn ! For through your orbs he's ta'en his flight , Ne'er to return . O Henderson ! the man ! the ...
... Mourn him , thou Sun , great source of light ! Mourn , empress of the silent night ! And you , ye twinkling starnies bright , My Matthew mourn ! For through your orbs he's ta'en his flight , Ne'er to return . O Henderson ! the man ! the ...
55. lappuse
... mourn , in lamentation deep , How life and love are all a dream . I joyless view thy rays adorn The faintly - marked distant hill : I joyless view thy trembling horn , Reflected in the gurgling rill : My fondly - fluttering heart , be ...
... mourn , in lamentation deep , How life and love are all a dream . I joyless view thy rays adorn The faintly - marked distant hill : I joyless view thy trembling horn , Reflected in the gurgling rill : My fondly - fluttering heart , be ...
57. lappuse
... pleasure torn , Life's weary vale I'll wander through ; And hopeless , comfortless , I'll mourn A faithless woman's broken vow . LAMENT FOR JAMES , EARL OF GLENCAIRN . The wind D 2 BURNS . 57 The morn that warns the' approaching day, ...
... pleasure torn , Life's weary vale I'll wander through ; And hopeless , comfortless , I'll mourn A faithless woman's broken vow . LAMENT FOR JAMES , EARL OF GLENCAIRN . The wind D 2 BURNS . 57 The morn that warns the' approaching day, ...
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The Beauties of Burns: Consisting of Selections from His Poems and Letters Alfred Howard Priekšskatījums nav pieejams - 2014 |
The Beauties of Burns: Consisting of Selections from His Poems and Letters Alfred Howard Priekšskatījums nav pieejams - 2014 |
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13. lappuse - And sage experience bids me this declare — ' If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
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139. lappuse - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
130. lappuse - Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
12. lappuse - But hark! a rap comes gently to the door; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neibor 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...
131. lappuse - 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.
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