A Complete Word and Phrase Concordance to the Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: Incorporating a Glossary of Scotch Words, with Notes, Index, and Appendix of ReadingsKerr & Richardson, 1889 - 568 pages |
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Common terms and phrases
Afton Water amang ance Auld comrade Author's Cry Battle of Sherra-Moor Beelzebub blythe bonie lass braes braw Brigs of Ayr Caledonia Capt cauld Cessnock charms Cotter's Sat Cry and Prayer Davie dear Death and Dr Death of Mailie Deil Election Ballads Epig Epit Esopus ev'ry Farewell Fête Champetre frae Friars-Carse Friend glen Graham gude Guid New-year Guidwife Halloween hame heart Highland Holy Fair Holy Willie's Prayer Hornbook ilka John Barleycorn Jolly Beggars Kirk's Alarm Laddie Lament for Glencairn lassie Lincluden Logan M'Math Mary maun Monody mony Mourn ne'er o'er owre Pastoral Poetry R. G. of F Ronalds of Bennals Samson's Scotch Drink Scots Prologue Shanter Simpson sweet thee There's thou thro Tree of Liberty Twa Dogs Twa Herds Vision weel Willie Winter Night ye'll Young
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Page 282 - Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! And oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle. O Thou! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...