Views in North Britain: Illustrative of the Works of Robert Burns. Accompanied with Descriptions, and a Sketch of the Poet's LifeVernor and Hood, 1805 - 61 psl. |
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ancient Auld Ayrshire Ballochmyle banks bard beautiful BIRKS OF ABERFELDIE bonnie BRIGS OF AYR Bruar Bruce built Carrick Castle celebrated Chapel deckt in silken Doon Duke Duke of Athol DUMFRIESSHIRE dungeon clock Earl Edinburgh erected farm father foaming gentleman Glenriddel gloomy Grave these counsels height hermitage Hood Poultry hundred intituled J.Greig JAMES STORER Jeanie JOHN GREIG KIRK ALLOWAY LINCLUDEN COLLEGE Loch Ness LOWER FALL majestic hills Maxwelton miles from Dumfries mind muse Nithsdale NORTH BRITAIN occasioned old bridge owre parish Pentonville Perthshire plantations poems poet poet's possession provost residence rise river Ayr river Nith road roar ROBERT BURNS Robert Ferguson rocks ruins scene scenery Scotia's Scotland Scots seen side Sir Robert Laurie situation stone STORER AND JOHN stream Tam o'Shanter Taymouth thou deckt torrent UPPER FALL vale of Nith Vernor & Hood VILLAGE OF KENMORE Wallace Tower Whistle William Burness
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