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.
4. lappuse
... true : The tide - swoln Firth , wi ' sullen sounding roar , Through the still night dash'd hoarse along the shore ; All else was hush'd as Nature's closed ee ; The silent moon shone high o'er tower and tree : The chilly frost , beneath ...
... true : The tide - swoln Firth , wi ' sullen sounding roar , Through the still night dash'd hoarse along the shore ; All else was hush'd as Nature's closed ee ; The silent moon shone high o'er tower and tree : The chilly frost , beneath ...
7. lappuse
... true devotion ; Fancies that our guid Brugh denies protection , And soon may they expire , unblest wi ' resurrection ! AULD BRIG . O ye , my dear - remember'd , ancient yealings , Were ye but here to share my wounded feelings ! Ye ...
... true devotion ; Fancies that our guid Brugh denies protection , And soon may they expire , unblest wi ' resurrection ! AULD BRIG . O ye , my dear - remember'd , ancient yealings , Were ye but here to share my wounded feelings ! Ye ...
21. lappuse
... TRUE STORY . Some books are lies frae end to end , And some great lies were never penned : Even Ministers , they hae been kenned , In holy rapture , A rousing whid , at times , to vend , And nail't wi ' Scripture . But this that I am ...
... TRUE STORY . Some books are lies frae end to end , And some great lies were never penned : Even Ministers , they hae been kenned , In holy rapture , A rousing whid , at times , to vend , And nail't wi ' Scripture . But this that I am ...
25. lappuse
... True Sal - marinum o ' the seas ; The Farina of beans and pease , He has ' t in plenty ; Aqua - fontis , what you please , He can content ye . Forbye some new , uncommon weapons . Urinus Spiritus of capons ; Or Mite - horn shavings ...
... True Sal - marinum o ' the seas ; The Farina of beans and pease , He has ' t in plenty ; Aqua - fontis , what you please , He can content ye . Forbye some new , uncommon weapons . Urinus Spiritus of capons ; Or Mite - horn shavings ...
26. lappuse
... true ! His braw calf - ward whare gowans grew , Sae white and bonnie , Nae doubt they'll rive it wi ' the plew ; They'll ruin Johnie ! " The creature grain'd an eldritch laugh , And says , " Ye needna yoke the pleugh , Kirkyards will ...
... true ! His braw calf - ward whare gowans grew , Sae white and bonnie , Nae doubt they'll rive it wi ' the plew ; They'll ruin Johnie ! " The creature grain'd an eldritch laugh , And says , " Ye needna yoke the pleugh , Kirkyards will ...
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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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ain dear amang ance auld bard Beneath Birks of Aberfeldy blate blaw blest bonnie Doon bosom braes braw breast BRIG brunstane canna cauld charms Cutty-sark dearest deil e'en e'er fair fate flowers fortune's frae glen green guid Halloween hame heart Heaven honest honour horse-leech hour humble ilka ither John Anderson John Barleycorn Laird lasses life's lo'es Lord Gregory luve Mailie maun mind mony morning mourn muse nae mair Nancy Nature's ne'er neebor never night o'er Out-owre owre pleasure poor posie pride rhyme roar round sang Scotland sing smile song soul stream sugh swearin sweet Syne tear tell tender thee thegither There's thou unco wander warlock weary weel Whare Whyles wild winds winter wretch Ye'll younkers
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132. lappuse - Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that. What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin grey, and a' that; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a
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.
74. lappuse - But Mousie, thou art no thy lane, In proving foresight may be vain: The best laid schemes o' mice an' men, Gang aft agley, An' lea'e us nought but grief an
142. lappuse - As fair art thou, my bonie 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' the sun : And I will luve thee still, my Dear, While the sands o
137. lappuse - Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary fu' o
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.
15. 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...