The Works of Robert Burns, Volume 4A. Fullarton and Company, 1841 |
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... young ideas such a turn , that I used to strut in raptures up and down after the recruiting drum and bag - pipe , and wish myself tall enough to be a soldier ; while the story of Wallace poured a Scottish prejudice into my veins , which ...
... young ideas such a turn , that I used to strut in raptures up and down after the recruiting drum and bag - pipe , and wish myself tall enough to be a soldier ; while the story of Wallace poured a Scottish prejudice into my veins , which ...
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... young gentry have a just sense of the immense distance between them and their ragged play - fellows . It takes a few dashes into the world , to give the young great man that proper , decent , unnoticing disregard for the poor ...
... young gentry have a just sense of the immense distance between them and their ragged play - fellows . It takes a few dashes into the world , to give the young great man that proper , decent , unnoticing disregard for the poor ...
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... young fellow , a very noble char- acter , but a hapless son of misfortune . He was the son of a simple mechanic ; but a great man in the neighbourhood taking him under his patronage , gave him a genteel educa- tion , with a view of ...
... young fellow , a very noble char- acter , but a hapless son of misfortune . He was the son of a simple mechanic ; but a great man in the neighbourhood taking him under his patronage , gave him a genteel educa- tion , with a view of ...
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... young folks are now . Your brother is as tall as you are , but slender rather than otherwise ; and I have the satisfac- tion to inform you that he is getting the better of those consumptive symptoms which I suppose you know were ...
... young folks are now . Your brother is as tall as you are , but slender rather than otherwise ; and I have the satisfac- tion to inform you that he is getting the better of those consumptive symptoms which I suppose you know were ...
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... young folks ? I had a thousand questions to answer about you . I had to describe the little ones with the minuteness of anatomy . They were highly delighted when I told them that John was so good a boy , and so fine a scholar , * This ...
... young folks ? I had a thousand questions to answer about you . I had to describe the little ones with the minuteness of anatomy . They were highly delighted when I told them that John was so good a boy , and so fine a scholar , * This ...
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acquaintance AUCHTERTYRE Ayrshire ballad bless brother Burns character charming compliments copy Cunningham dare dear friend dear Madam DEAR SIR delighted devil Dumfries DUNLOP Earl of Glencairn Edinburgh ELLISLAND enjoyment epistle esteem Excise fancy farm father favour favourite feelings fortune friendship GAVIN HAMILTON genius gentleman give Glasgow Gordon Castle hand happy hear heart honest hope House of Stuart humble servant idea inclosed indebted Jenny Geddes JOHN SKINNER kind lady late letter Lord MAUCHLINE merit mind misery Miss muse never night Nithsdale noble obliged perhaps pleasure poem poet Poet's poetic poetry poor present respect rhyme ROBERT AINSLIE Scotch Scotland Scottish Shanter sincere song soul spirits stanzas tell thee thing thou thought tion truly venerable verses week Whit-Sunday WILLIAM DUNBAR wish worth wretch write young
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Page 136 - Bagdat, in order to pass the rest of the day in meditation and prayer. As I was here airing myself on the tops of the mountains, I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life; and passing from one thought to another, Surely, said I, man is but a shadow and life a dream.
Page 38 - Her pure and eloquent blood Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought, That one might almost say her body thought.
Page 26 - ... promises, kindly stepped in, and carried him away, to ' where the wicked cease from troubling, and where the weary are at rest.
Page 23 - In my infant and boyish days, too, I owed much to an old woman who resided in the family, remarkable for her ignorance, credulity, and superstition. She had, I suppose, the largest collection in the country of tales and songs concerning devils, ghosts, fairies, brownies, witches, warlocks, spunkies, kelpies, elf-candles, deadlights, wraiths, apparitions, cantraips, giants, enchanted towers, dragons, and other trumpery.
Page 370 - tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes, there must be joy.
Page 371 - Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep.
Page 30 - I had seen human nature in a new phasis; and I engaged several of my school-fellows to keep up a literary correspondence with me. This improved me in composition. I had met with a collection of letters by the wits of Queen Anne's reign, and I pored over them most devoutly: I kept copies of any of my own letters that pleased me; and a comparison between them and the composition of most of my correspondents flattered my vanity. I carried this whim so far, that though I had not three farthings...
Page 55 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Page 230 - Coffins stood round, like open presses; That shaw'd the dead in their last dresses; And by some devilish...
Page 178 - It is the moon — I ken her horn, That's blinkin in the lift sae hie ; She shines sae bright to wyle us hame, But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee ! Wha first shall rise to gang awa', A cuckold, coward loon is he ! Wha last beside his chair shall fa...