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39. oldal - Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that, That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree and a' that. For a
90. oldal - Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ! Thy image at our last embrace — Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr, gurgling, kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
38. oldal - 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 gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a
71. oldal - Yet shall poor Tom find pleasant weather, When He who all commands Shall give, to...
61. oldal - Tis I'm grown very old, And my doublet is not very new, Well-a-day!' Then line thy worn doublet with ale; Gaffer Gray; And warm thy old heart with a glass. 'Nay, but credit I've none, And my money's all gone; Then say how may that come to pass? Well-a-day!' Hie away to the house on the brow, Gaffer Gray; And knock at the jolly priest's door.
71. oldal - BOWLING HERE, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling, The darling of our crew; No more he'll hear the tempest howling, For Death has broached him to. His form was of the manliest beauty. His heart was kind and soft ; Faithful below he did his duty, But now he's gone aloft.
71. oldal - ... aloft. Tom never from his word departed, His virtues were so rare; His friends were many and true-hearted, His Poll was kind and fair: And then he'd sing so blithe and jolly; Ah, many's the time and oft! But mirth is turned to melancholy, For Tom is gone aloft.
39. oldal - 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
15. oldal - A glass is good and a lass is good, And a pipe to smoke in cold weather: The world it is good, and the people are good, And we're all good fellows together...