The Works of Robert Burns: With His Life, Volume 1

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Cochrane and M'Crone, 1834
 

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Page 305 - two or three pretty good prose thoughts inverted into rhyme." There are five verses in all, and every one strikes the balance against rank in favour of poverty— ** A king can make a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that; But an honest man's aboon his might, Gude faith he mauna fa' that; For a' that, and a
Page 275 - How sweetly bloomed the gay green birk! How rich the hawthorn's blossom ! As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped 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.
Page 86 - bonnilie, His clean hearth stane, his thrifty wifie's smile, The lisping infant prattling on his knee, Does a' his weary carking cares beguile, And makes him quite forget his labour and his toil." Presently the elder children, released by
Page 86 - lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree; The expectant wee-things todlin' stacher through. To meet their dad wi' flichterin' noise an' glee His wee bit ingle blinkin bonnilie, His clean
Page 224 - mony a weary foot Since auld lang syne. We twa hae paidlet i' the burn Frae morning sun till dine, But seas between us braid hae roar'd Since auld lang syne." The desponding spirit of the Poet is visible in the song of " The lazy mist."-—" I'll never wish to hear it sung again,
Page 233 - gleesome, dainty damies, Wha by Castalia's wimplin' streamies Lowp, sing, and lave your pretty limbies, Ye ken, ye ken, That strang necessity supreme is 'Mang sons o' men. " I hae a wife and twa wee laddies, They maun hae brose and brats o' duddies : Ye ken yoursel my heart
Page 121 - he once told me, when I was admiring a distant prospect in one of our morning walks, that the sight of so many smoking cottages gave a pleasure to his mind which none could understand who had not witnessed, like himself, the happiness and worth which
Page 130 - the Sire of Love on high, And own his work indeed divine." " I enclose you," he says to his friend Chalmers, " two poems which I have carded and spun since I passed Glenbuck. One blank in the Address to Edinburgh ' Fair B—' is the heavenly Miss Burnet, daughter
Page 373 - he has lived and laboured amidst that he describes ; those scenes, rude and humble as they are, have kindled beautiful emotions in his soul, noble thoughts, and definite resolves; and he speaks forth what is in him, not from any outward call of vanity or interest, but because
Page 277 - As I stood by yon roofless tower, Where the wa' flower scents the dewy air. Where the howlet mourns in her ivy bower. And tells the midnight moon her care— The winds were laid, the air was still, The stars they shot along the sky, The fox was howling on the hill, And distant echoing glens reply." While enjoying the scene, and

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