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Page 13
... minds me o ' the happy days When my fause luve was true . Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird That sings beside thy mate ; For sae I sat , and sae I sang , And wist na o ' my fate . Aft hae I rov'd my bonie Doon , To see the wood ...
... minds me o ' the happy days When my fause luve was true . Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird That sings beside thy mate ; For sae I sat , and sae I sang , And wist na o ' my fate . Aft hae I rov'd my bonie Doon , To see the wood ...
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... mind finds itself miserably deranged in , and unfit for the walks of business ; add to all , that thoughtless follies and hare- brained whims , like so many ignes fatui , eternally diverging from the right line of sober discretion ...
... mind finds itself miserably deranged in , and unfit for the walks of business ; add to all , that thoughtless follies and hare- brained whims , like so many ignes fatui , eternally diverging from the right line of sober discretion ...
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... mind . I do not give you all this account , my good Sir , to flatter you . I mean it to approach you . Such relations the first peer in the realm might own with pride ; then why do you not keep up more correspondence with these so ...
... mind . I do not give you all this account , my good Sir , to flatter you . I mean it to approach you . Such relations the first peer in the realm might own with pride ; then why do you not keep up more correspondence with these so ...
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... minds and with one another , without that commonly necessary appendage to female bliss , A LOVER . Charlotte and you are just two favourite resting places for my soul in her wanderings through the weary , thorny wilderness of this world ...
... minds and with one another , without that commonly necessary appendage to female bliss , A LOVER . Charlotte and you are just two favourite resting places for my soul in her wanderings through the weary , thorny wilderness of this world ...
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... mind vying with the livid horror preceding a mid- night thunder - storm . A drunken coachman was the cause of the first , and incomparably the lightest evil ; misfortune , bodily constitution , hell and myself , have formed a ...
... mind vying with the livid horror preceding a mid- night thunder - storm . A drunken coachman was the cause of the first , and incomparably the lightest evil ; misfortune , bodily constitution , hell and myself , have formed a ...
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acquaintance Allan Water amang auld Ayrshire ballad beautiful Blacklock bonie lass bonnie bosom brother Burns Burns's called charms compliments composed composition Currie's Dalswinton DEAR SIR Dugald Stewart Dumfries e'en Edinburgh Ellisland excise farewel feelings frae Gavin Hamilton give gude Gypsie Laddie Hamilton hand happy heart Highland Highland Laddie honest honor Hughie Graham humble kind kirk Laddie lady lassie letter Lord Mauchline maun mind misfortune mony morning muse ne'er never night O'er the moor old song pleasure poem poet poetic poor rantin river Doon ROBERT BURNS Robin Roslin Castle Scotland Scots Scottish sentiments shew sing soul sparklin stanza sweet tell thee thing thou thought thro tion tune verses weel WILLIAM BURNS Willie wish words write young
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Page 13 - That sings upon the bough ; Thou minds me o' the happy days When my fause Luve was true. Thou'll break my heart, thou bonnie bird That sings beside thy mate ; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o' my fate. Aft hae I roved by bonnie Doon To see the woodbine twine, And ilka bird sang o' its love ; And sae did I o' mine. Wi' lightsome heart I pu'da rose, Frae aff its thorny tree ; And my fause luver staw the rose, But left the thorn wi
Page 278 - I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy; Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever.
Page 173 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Page 171 - Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may drink before I go A service to my bonnie lassie The boat rocks at the pier o...
Page 12 - Doon, How can ye blume sae fair ! How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae fu' o
Page 225 - Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride. Thou source of all my bliss, and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so; Thou guide, by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurse of every virtue, fare thee well!
Page 213 - mid renewing storms: Is it departing pangs my soul alarms ? Or death's unlovely, dreary, dark abode ? For guilt, for guilt, my terrors are in arms; I tremble to approach an angry GOD, And justly smart beneath his sin-avenging rod. Fain would I say,
Page 211 - An' riches still may fly them, O ; An' tho' at last they catch them fast, Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O. Green grow, &c. But gie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my dearie, O ; An
Page 185 - But pluck'd and strain'd through ruder hands, Her sweets no longer with her dwells: But scent and beauty both are gone, And leaves fall from her, one by one. Such fate ere long will thee betide When thou hast handled been awhile, With sere flowers to be thrown aside; And I shall sigh, while some will smile, To see thy love to every one Hath brought thee to be loved by none.
Page 119 - How are you, my dear friend, and how comes on your fifth volume ? You may probably think that for some time past I have neglected you and your work ; but, alas! the hand of pain, sorrow, and care, has these many months lain heavy on me.