The Works of Robert Burns: Correspondence with Mr. George Thomson, including poetry hitherto unpublishedT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1806 |
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xxii. oldal
... mind , : O ken ye what Meg o ' the Mill has gotten , O Lassie , art thou sleeping yet ? · O leeze me on my spinning wheel , O leeze me on my wee thing ,. O Logan , sweetly didst thou glide ,. O Luve will venture in , where it daur na ...
... mind , : O ken ye what Meg o ' the Mill has gotten , O Lassie , art thou sleeping yet ? · O leeze me on my spinning wheel , O leeze me on my wee thing ,. O Logan , sweetly didst thou glide ,. O Luve will venture in , where it daur na ...
xxiii. oldal
... 228 25 31 79 • 352 315 • 273 Thine am I , my faithful fair , 138 Thine be the volumes , Jessy fair , · 381 This day , Time winds th ' exhausted chain , 363 Thom Thou of an independent mind , Thou hast left me INDEX . xxiii 79.
... 228 25 31 79 • 352 315 • 273 Thine am I , my faithful fair , 138 Thine be the volumes , Jessy fair , · 381 This day , Time winds th ' exhausted chain , 363 Thom Thou of an independent mind , Thou hast left me INDEX . xxiii 79.
xxiv. oldal
Robert Burns. Thou of an independent mind , Thou hast left me ever , Jamie , · Thou sweetest minstrel of the grove , " Tis friendship's pledge , my young , fair friend , To Crochallan came , ' Twas na her bonnie blue e'e was my ruin ...
Robert Burns. Thou of an independent mind , Thou hast left me ever , Jamie , · Thou sweetest minstrel of the grove , " Tis friendship's pledge , my young , fair friend , To Crochallan came , ' Twas na her bonnie blue e'e was my ruin ...
9. oldal
... mind the verse of an old Scottish song , in which wet and weary are natu- rally enough conjoined . " When my ploughman comes hame at ev❜n , He's often wet and weary ; Cast off the wet , put on the dry , And gae to bed , my deary . " E ...
... mind the verse of an old Scottish song , in which wet and weary are natu- rally enough conjoined . " When my ploughman comes hame at ev❜n , He's often wet and weary ; Cast off the wet , put on the dry , And gae to bed , my deary . " E ...
10. oldal
... mind as to my own reputation in the business of authorship ; and have nothing to be pleased or offended at , in your adoption or rejection of my verses . Though you should reject one half of what I give you , I shall be pleased with ...
... mind as to my own reputation in the business of authorship ; and have nothing to be pleased or offended at , in your adoption or rejection of my verses . Though you should reject one half of what I give you , I shall be pleased with ...
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126. oldal - Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
331. oldal - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
17. oldal - 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
293. oldal - 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' 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
217. oldal - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that ; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a
122. oldal - CHORUS. 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.
216. oldal - Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
343. oldal - That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a...
42. oldal - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw ; Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', "Ye are na Mary Morison.
302. oldal - JOHN ANDERSON MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...