The works of professor Wilson, ed. by prof. Ferrier, 7 tomas1857 |
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... pride the reflection of the character and condition of their own order . That pride is one of the best natural props of poverty ; for , supported by it , the poor envy not the rich . They exult to know and to feel that they have had ...
... pride the reflection of the character and condition of their own order . That pride is one of the best natural props of poverty ; for , supported by it , the poor envy not the rich . They exult to know and to feel that they have had ...
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... pride the big Ha - Bible , " is indeed well - stricken in years , but he is not an old man , for " The expectant wee things , toddlin , stacher through To meet their dad wi ' flichterin noise and glee ; His wee bit ingle , blinkin ...
... pride the big Ha - Bible , " is indeed well - stricken in years , but he is not an old man , for " The expectant wee things , toddlin , stacher through To meet their dad wi ' flichterin noise and glee ; His wee bit ingle , blinkin ...
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... pride , acknowledge my connection with those who were allied , by the ties of blood and friendship , to a man whose memory I will ever honour and revere . " And now the family remove to Mossgiel , " A virtuous household , but exceeding ...
... pride , acknowledge my connection with those who were allied , by the ties of blood and friendship , to a man whose memory I will ever honour and revere . " And now the family remove to Mossgiel , " A virtuous household , but exceeding ...
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... pride ; " but he immediately bursts out into a strain that gives the lie to his own words : What though , like commoners of air , We wander out we know not where , But either house or hal ? Yet nature's charms , the hills and woods ...
... pride ; " but he immediately bursts out into a strain that gives the lie to his own words : What though , like commoners of air , We wander out we know not where , But either house or hal ? Yet nature's charms , the hills and woods ...
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... pride ! This mony a year I've stood the flood and tide ; And though wi ' crazy eild I'm sair forfairn , I'll be a Brig when ye're a shapeless cairn ! As yet ye little ken about the matter , But twa - three winters will inform you better ...
... pride ! This mony a year I've stood the flood and tide ; And though wi ' crazy eild I'm sair forfairn , I'll be a Brig when ye're a shapeless cairn ! As yet ye little ken about the matter , But twa - three winters will inform you better ...
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Allan Cunningham Ambleside Ancient Rome auld ballad bard beautiful believe better breast breath Burns's called character charm Christabel clouds Coleridge Colonsay dear death delight divine dream Dumfries earth Edinburgh Ellisland evil eyes face fancy father fear feel felt frae gauger genius George Thomson Grasmere hand happy head hear heard heart heaven honour hope hour human imagination inspired knew labour lady light living look Mauchline mind moral morning Mossgiel nature never noble o'er once passion perhaps pity poem poet poet's poetical poetry poor pride racter Robert Burns round Scotland Scots wha hae Scottish seems Shanter Shuffler sing Sitwell smile song soul spirit strong sweet tears tell tender thee things Thomson thou thought tion truth verse virtue voice walk whole wild William Burnes words youth
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127 psl. - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand or freeman fa', Let him follow me!
323 psl. - And now the Storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. "'With sloping masts and dipping prow As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
326 psl. - The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. " About, about, in reel and rout, The death-fires danced at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue and white.
322 psl. - The wedding-guest he beat his breast, Yet he cannot choose but hear ! And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner.
327 psl. - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on ; and so did I.
328 psl. - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
326 psl. - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood! I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! a sail...