The poems & songs of Robert Burns, to which is subjoined a panegyrical ode by H. Paul1819 |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
amang auld auld lang syne baith banks Bard Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest bloom blythe bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast brunstane Burns Caledonia canna cauld charms CHORUS Claut dear dearie Deil e'en e'er Ev'n ev'ry fair Farewell fate flowers fortune's frae glen grace green guid hame heart Heaven Highland honest ilka John Barleycorn Kilmarnock lassie lo'es Mary Mauchline maun mony morning mourn muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure plough Poet poor pow'r pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS round sang Scotland sing skelpin smile SONG soul sugh sweet syne tears tell thee There's thine thro Tune unco wander weary weel Whare whistle Whyles wild William Burnes Willie winds winna ye'll ye're young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 90 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays : Hope " springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days : There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere...
Seite 59 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Seite 301 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, "'Twere better by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Seite 98 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard. And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering Worth is giv'n.
Seite 254 - And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Seite 74 - Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi
Seite 151 - And sic a night he taks the road in As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in. The wind blew as 'twad blawn its last; The rattling...
Seite 150 - Or catch'd wi' warlocks in the mirk By Alloway's auld haunted kirk. Ah, gentle dames ! it gars me greet To think how mony counsels sweet...
Seite 206 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', 'Ye are na Mary Morison.
Seite xxvii - They chant their artless notes in simple guise; They tune their hearts, by far the noblest aim; Perhaps Dundee's wild warbling measures rise, Or plaintive Martyrs...