The Literary aspirant magazine1846 |
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2. lappuse
... hand , has been to us worth ten thousand times its weight in gold ! It has done for us what all the wealth of Ark- wright could not have done ; -it has beguiled and cheered many an otherwise weary gloomy hour - it has disenthroned ...
... hand , has been to us worth ten thousand times its weight in gold ! It has done for us what all the wealth of Ark- wright could not have done ; -it has beguiled and cheered many an otherwise weary gloomy hour - it has disenthroned ...
6. lappuse
... hand , and to add that the most popular poetess of the present day , ( whose works we warmly admire , ) — Eliza Cook , —also holds , if we are rightly in- formed , Robert Burns in low estimation . Really , we grieve that what we must ...
... hand , and to add that the most popular poetess of the present day , ( whose works we warmly admire , ) — Eliza Cook , —also holds , if we are rightly in- formed , Robert Burns in low estimation . Really , we grieve that what we must ...
9. lappuse
... hand my trusty fiere , And gie's a hand o ' thine ; And we'll tak a right guid willie - waught , For auld lang syne . For auld , & c . " And surely ye'll be your pint - stoup , BURNS .
... hand my trusty fiere , And gie's a hand o ' thine ; And we'll tak a right guid willie - waught , For auld lang syne . For auld , & c . " And surely ye'll be your pint - stoup , BURNS .
11. lappuse
... hand - breed shorter ; She's twisted right , she's twisted left , To balance fair in ilka quarter : She has a hump upon her breast , The twin o ' that upon her shouther ; Sic a wife , & c . " Auld baudrons by the ingle sits , An ' wi ...
... hand - breed shorter ; She's twisted right , she's twisted left , To balance fair in ilka quarter : She has a hump upon her breast , The twin o ' that upon her shouther ; Sic a wife , & c . " Auld baudrons by the ingle sits , An ' wi ...
21. lappuse
... hands of justice , and perished on the scaffold , and the affair would have soon been completely for- gotten had it not been for the exploits of the last surviver , who having become a brigand , explored with an armed hand , and with as ...
... hands of justice , and perished on the scaffold , and the affair would have soon been completely for- gotten had it not been for the exploits of the last surviver , who having become a brigand , explored with an armed hand , and with as ...
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9. lappuse - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne. " We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine : But we've wander'd mony a weary foot Sin auld lang syne.
219. lappuse - YE banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers. Your waters never drumlie! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O
12. lappuse - mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, "When upward-springing, blythe, to greet, The purpling east. Cauld blew the bitter-biting north Upon thy early, humble birth ; Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above the parent earth Thy tender form. The flaunting flowers our gardens yield, High shelt'ring woods and wa's maun shield ; But thou, beneath the random bield O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field Unseen, alane.
4. lappuse - Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's King and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa'?
206. lappuse - I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw, or green, There's not a bonnie bird that sings But minds me o
13. lappuse - I'm truly sorry man's dominion Has broken Nature's social union, An* justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle, At me, thy poor, earth-born companion, An' fellow-mortal! I doubt na, whiles, but thou may thieve; What then? poor beastie, thou maun live! A daimen-icker in a thrave 'S a sma' request: I'll get a blessin wi
8. lappuse - It's no in makin muckle, mair ; It's no in books, it's no in lear, To make us truly blest : If Happiness hae not her seat And centre in the breast, We may be wise, or rich, or great, But never can be blest : Nae treasures nor pleasures Could make us happy lang ; The heart ay's the part ay That makes us right or wrang.
12. lappuse - An' forward, tho' I canna see, TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY. ON TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH, IN APRIL, 1786. WEE, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem. To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
219. lappuse - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu...
19. lappuse - A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast, That I for poor auld Scotland's sake Some usefu' plan or book could make, Or sing a sang at least.