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... shid been tikht thut dawrt tay raiz thee , Yins in a day . Thoo yins wiz in the foarmust rank , A fillie bairdlie , steev un swank , Un set weel doon a shaiplie shank , Az eer traid yird : Un cood hay flown oot owr a stank , Leik oanie ...
... shid been tikht thut dawrt tay raiz thee , Yins in a day . Thoo yins wiz in the foarmust rank , A fillie bairdlie , steev un swank , Un set weel doon a shaiplie shank , Az eer traid yird : Un cood hay flown oot owr a stank , Leik oanie ...
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... rattling and thumping . Now meekly calm , now wild in wrath , He's stamping and jumping . His long chin , his turned - up nose , His unearthly shrieks and gestures , Shid Hoarnie , az in anshunt dayz , ' Mang 96 THE HOLY FAIR.
... rattling and thumping . Now meekly calm , now wild in wrath , He's stamping and jumping . His long chin , his turned - up nose , His unearthly shrieks and gestures , Shid Hoarnie , az in anshunt dayz , ' Mang 96 THE HOLY FAIR.
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Robert Burns, James Wilson. Shid Hoarnie , az in anshunt dayz , ' Mang sunz oa Goad prizent um , The verra sikht oa Moodie'z fais , Tay'z ain het haim hud sent um Wi frikht that day . XIII . Heer hoo hee cleerz the peints oa Faith Wi ...
Robert Burns, James Wilson. Shid Hoarnie , az in anshunt dayz , ' Mang sunz oa Goad prizent um , The verra sikht oa Moodie'z fais , Tay'z ain het haim hud sent um Wi frikht that day . XIII . Heer hoo hee cleerz the peints oa Faith Wi ...
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... Shid ivvur graist a dans oa wuchiz ! That night enlisted in the company . ( She was long afterwards known on the shore of Carrick ; For she shot many an animal to death , And caused the loss of many a fine boat , And shook both much ...
... Shid ivvur graist a dans oa wuchiz ! That night enlisted in the company . ( She was long afterwards known on the shore of Carrick ; For she shot many an animal to death , And caused the loss of many a fine boat , And shook both much ...
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... shid wawnur Terra oar ( owr ) , In aw hur cleimz , Grant mee but this , A ask noa moar ( nay mair ) , Ei rowth oa reimz . ' Gee dreepin roasts tay kintra Lairdz , Till eisikilz hing fay thur bairdz ; Gee fein braw claiz tay fein Leif ...
... shid wawnur Terra oar ( owr ) , In aw hur cleimz , Grant mee but this , A ask noa moar ( nay mair ) , Ei rowth oa reimz . ' Gee dreepin roasts tay kintra Lairdz , Till eisikilz hing fay thur bairdz ; Gee fein braw claiz tay fein Leif ...
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Page 350 - Ye banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my...
Page 278 - THAT AND A' THAT" Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Page 280 - Guid faith, he mauna fa' that! 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
Page 146 - O wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see us ! It wad frae monie a blunder free us And foolish notion : What airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us, And ev'n devotion ! EPISTLE TO A YOUNG FRIEND.
Page 277 - 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!
Page 20 - Is there, in human form, that bears a heart — A wretch ! a villain ! lost to love and truth ! That can, with studied, sly, ensnaring art, Betray sweet Jenny's unsuspecting youth...
Page 25 - An honest man's the noblest work of God.' And certes in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind: What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refined!
Page 118 - Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which ev"n to name wad be unlawfu'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious : The piper loud and louder blew ; The dancers quick and quicker flew ; They reel'd, they set, they cross'd, they cleekit, Till ilka carlin swat and reekit, And coost her duddies to the wark, And linket at it in her sark ! Now Tam, O Tam ! had thae been queans, A' plump and strapping in their teens ; Their sarks, instead o...
Page 20 - The mother, wi' a woman's wiles, can spy What makes the youth sae bashfu' an' sae grave; Weel pleas'd to think her bairn's respected like the lave, IX 0 happy love! where love like this is found; O heart-felt raptures! bliss beyond compare! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare, "If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, T is when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms breathe out the tender tale Beneath...
Page 22 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha'-Bible, ance his father's pride; His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care, And "Let us worship God!