The works of Robert Burns; with an account of his life, and a criticism on his writings, Volume 11806 |
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Page 74
... Mossgiel , consisting of 118 acres , at the rent of 90l . per annum , ( the farm on which I live at present ) from Mr. Gavin Ha- milton , as an asylum for the family in case of the worst . It was stocked by the property and individual ...
... Mossgiel , consisting of 118 acres , at the rent of 90l . per annum , ( the farm on which I live at present ) from Mr. Gavin Ha- milton , as an asylum for the family in case of the worst . It was stocked by the property and individual ...
Page 75
... Mossgiel lies very high , and mostly on a cold wet bottom . The first four years that we were on the farm were very frosty , and the spring was very late . Our crops in con- sequence were very unprofitable ; and , notwith- standing our ...
... Mossgiel lies very high , and mostly on a cold wet bottom . The first four years that we were on the farm were very frosty , and the spring was very late . Our crops in con- sequence were very unprofitable ; and , notwith- standing our ...
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... Mossgiel , 18th Nov. 1786 . " MADAM , " POETS are such outré beings , so much the children of wayward fancy and capricious whim , that I believe the world generally allows them a larger latitude in the laws of propriety , than the sober ...
... Mossgiel , 18th Nov. 1786 . " MADAM , " POETS are such outré beings , so much the children of wayward fancy and capricious whim , that I believe the world generally allows them a larger latitude in the laws of propriety , than the sober ...
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... Mossgiel , at the time of our coming to it , ( Martinmas , 1783 , ) was the property of the Earl of Loudon , but was held in tack by Mr. Gavin Hamilton , writer in Mauchline , from whom we had our bargain ; who had thus an opportunity ...
... Mossgiel , at the time of our coming to it , ( Martinmas , 1783 , ) was the property of the Earl of Loudon , but was held in tack by Mr. Gavin Hamilton , writer in Mauchline , from whom we had our bargain ; who had thus an opportunity ...
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... Mossgiel , distant fifteen or sixteen miles , with a very obliging letter to my brother , desiring him to send her half a dozen copies of his poems , if he had them to spare , and begging he would do her the pleasure of calling at ...
... Mossgiel , distant fifteen or sixteen miles , with a very obliging letter to my brother , desiring him to send her half a dozen copies of his poems , if he had them to spare , and begging he would do her the pleasure of calling at ...
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Page 126 - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! 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 kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
Page 84 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing" That thus they all shall meet in future days; There ever bask in uncreated rays. No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear. Together hymning their Creator's praise. In such society, yet still more dear. While circling Time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Page 92 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse; which I observing Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...
Page 125 - THOU lingering star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? , Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast...
Page 49 - Shandy and the Man of Feeling were my bosom favourites. Poesy was still a darling walk for my mind, but it was only indulged in according to the humour of the hour. I had usually half a dozen or more pieces on hand; I took up one or other, as it suited the momentary tone of the mind, and dismissed the work as it bordered, on fatigue. My passions, when once lighted up, raged like so many devils, till they got vent in rhyme; and then the conning over my verses, like a spell, soothed all into quiet!
Page 44 - The collection of songs was my vade mecum. I pored over them, driving my cart, or walking to labour, song by song, verse by verse ; carefully noting the true tender, or sublime, from affectation and fustian. I am convinced I owe to this practice much of my critic-craft, such as it is.
Page 154 - Oh! happy state! when souls each other draw, When love is liberty, and nature law: All then is full, possessing and possess'd, No craving void left aching in the breast: Ev'n thought meets thought, ere from the lips it part, And each warm wish springs mutual from the heart.
Page 101 - They shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more; neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat. 17 For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters: and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.
Page 85 - And decks the lily fair in flowery pride, Would in the way His wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide ; But chiefly in their hearts with grace divine preside.
Page 262 - When youthful Love, warm-blu.shing strong, Keen-shivering shot thy nerves along, Those accents, grateful to thy tongue, Th' adored Name, I taught thee how to pour in song, To soothe thy flame "I saw thy pulse's maddening play, Wild send thee Pleasure's devious way. Misled by Fancy's meteor ray, By Passion driven; But yet the light that led astray, Was light from Heaven.