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" As I stood by yon roofless tower, Where the wa'-flower scents the dewy air, Where the howlet mourns in her ivy bower, And tells the midnight moon her care. "
Poems: Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect - Page 37
by Robert Burns - 1869
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The works of Robert Burns; with an account of his life, and a criticism on ...

Robert Burns - 1800
...it were ten thousand mile. A VISION. AS I. stood by yon roofless tower, Where the wa'-flower scents the dewy air, Where th' howlet mourns in her ivy bower,...midnight moon her care. The winds were laid, the air was still, The stars they shot alang the sky; The fox was howling on the hill, And the distant-echoing...
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Views in North Britain: illustrative of the works of Robert Burns ...

James Sargant Storer - History - 1805 - 61 pages
...college itself: this, as well as the rest, is totally in ruins : here The wa'-flower scents the dewy air, Th' howlet mourns in her ivy bower, And tells the midnight moon her care. ;... FRIARS' CARSE, DUMFRIESSHIRE. FRIARS' CARSE is situated near the river Nith, about six miles from...
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The Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th]

1809
...As I stood by yon roofless tower, IV here the tva' fewer semis the dewy air, Where the Hotvkt mournt in her ivy bower, And tells the midnight moon her care, The winds were laid, the air was still, The stars they shot alang the sky ; The fox was howling on the hill, And the distant-echoing...
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Sketches of the Present Manners, Customs, and Scenery of Scotland ..., Volume 1

Elizabeth Isabella Spence - Scotland - 1811
...attractive ruin : — As I stood by yon roofless tower, Where the wa' flowers scent the dewy air, Where the howlet mourns in her ivy bower, And tells the midnight moon her care. The winds were laid, the air was still, , The stars they shot along the sky ; The fox wa» howling on the hill, And the distant echoing...
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The Works of Robert Burns: With an Account of His Life, and a ..., Volume 3

Robert Burns, James Currie - Literary Criticism - 1815
...it were ten thousand mile. A VISION. As I stood by yon roofless tower, Where the wa'-flower seents the dewy air. Where th' howlet mourns in her ivy bower, And tells the midnight moon her eare ; The winds were laid, the air was still, The stars they shot alang the sky ; The fox was howling...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 46

History - 1839
...high in the scale of song- writing — " Ai I stood by yon roofless tower, Where the wa'flower scents the dewy air, Where th' howlet mourns in her ivy bower,...moon her care. " The winds were laid, the air was still, The stars they shot alang the sky ; Th.' fox was howling on the hill, And the distant echoing...
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Whitehead, 1785, to Anstey, 1805

Thomas Campbell - English poetry - 1819
...would not rest with the brave I A VISION. As I stood by yon roofless tower, Where the wa'-flower scents the dewy air, Where th" howlet mourns in her ivy bower,...midnight moon her care. The winds were laid, the air was still, The stars they shot alang the sky ; The fox was howling on the hill, And the distant-echoing...
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The Works of the British Poets, with Lives of the Authors, Volume 39

English poetry - 1822
.....« VISION. As I stood by yon roofless tower, Where the wa'-flower scents the dewy air, Where the howlet mourns in her ivy bower, And tells the midnight moon her care. The winds were laid, the air was still, The stars they shot alang the sky ; The fox was howling on the hill, And the distant-echoing...
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The British Poets: Including Translations ...

British poets - English poetry - 1822
...Cumnock Psalms. As I stood by yon roofless tower, Where the wa'-flower scents the dewy air, Where the howlet mourns in her ivy bower, And tells the midnight moon her care; The winds were laid, the air was still, The stars they shot alang the sky ; The fox was howling on the hill, And the distant-echoing...
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