87. The Twa Dogs (Robert Burns Poems)
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
O YE whose cheek the tear of pity stains, Draw near with pious rev'rence, and attend! Here lie the loving ...
ON SEEING ONE ON A LADY'S BONNET AT CHURCH Ha! whare ye gaun, ye crowlin ferlie! Your impudence protects you ...
IF all the gentlest-hearted friends I know Concentred in one heart their gentleness, That still grew gentler till its pulse ...
I mind me in the days departed, How often underneath the sun With childish bounds I used to run To ...
I 'But where do you go?' said the lady, while both sat under the yew, And her eyes were alive ...
I think that look of Christ might seem to say-- 'Thou Peter ! art thou then a common stone Which ...
SPEAK low to me, my Saviour, low and sweet From out the hallelujahs, sweet and low Lest I should fear ...
Say over again, and yet once over again, That thou dost love me. Though the word repeated Should seem 'a ...
When we met first and loved, I did not build Upon the event with marble. Could it mean To last, ...
a 1. Los smitten with astonishment Frightend at the hurtling bones 2. And at the surging sulphureous Perturbed Immortal mad ...
Of the primeval Priests assum'd power, When Eternals spurn'd back his religion; And gave him a place in the north, ...
I heard an Angel Singing When the day was springing: "Mercy, pity, and peace, Are the world's release." So he ...
Can I see anothers woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see anothers grief, And not seek for ...
All the night in woe, Lyca's parents go: Over vallies deep. While the desarts weep. Tired and woe-begone. Hoarse with ...
Pity would be no more, If we did not make somebody Poor; And Mercy no more could be. If all ...
When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue, Could scarcely cry ...
these things that we support most well have nothing to do with up, and we do with them out of ...
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go ...
With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does ...
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