The works of professor Wilson, ed. by prof. Ferrier, 7 tomas1857 |
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... sometimes yield their finest music to the sighs of remorse or repentance . Whatever , therefore , be the faults or defects of the poetry of Burns - and no doubt it has many- it has , beyond all that ever was written , this greatest of ...
... sometimes yield their finest music to the sighs of remorse or repentance . Whatever , therefore , be the faults or defects of the poetry of Burns - and no doubt it has many- it has , beyond all that ever was written , this greatest of ...
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... sometimes keep a sharp look - out on suspicious places ; and though nobody can be more sceptical than I am in such matters , yet it often takes an effort of philosophy to shake off these idle terrors . " We said that not a boy in ...
... sometimes keep a sharp look - out on suspicious places ; and though nobody can be more sceptical than I am in such matters , yet it often takes an effort of philosophy to shake off these idle terrors . " We said that not a boy in ...
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... sometimes saddened , no doubt , to see something more than solemnity or awfulness . on his father's face , that was always turned kindly towards the children , but seldom wore a smile . Wordsworth had these memorials in his mind when he ...
... sometimes saddened , no doubt , to see something more than solemnity or awfulness . on his father's face , that was always turned kindly towards the children , but seldom wore a smile . Wordsworth had these memorials in his mind when he ...
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... sometimes tasted the " Scotch drink , " of which he ere long sung the praises ; but even then , his in- spiration was from " a well - head undefiled . " He was as sober a man as his brother Gilbert himself , who says , " I do not ...
... sometimes tasted the " Scotch drink , " of which he ere long sung the praises ; but even then , his in- spiration was from " a well - head undefiled . " He was as sober a man as his brother Gilbert himself , who says , " I do not ...
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... sometimes ambitious overmuch , and , though never feeble , becomes bombastic , as in his lines on the Fall of Fyers : " And viewless echo's ear astonished rends . " In the " Brigs of Ayr " there is one beautiful , and one magnifi ...
... sometimes ambitious overmuch , and , though never feeble , becomes bombastic , as in his lines on the Fall of Fyers : " And viewless echo's ear astonished rends . " In the " Brigs of Ayr " there is one beautiful , and one magnifi ...
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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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322 psl. - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — ' The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast.
321 psl. - The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.
109 psl. - For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that — That sense and worth o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a' that, and a' that, It's coming yet, for a
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...