351. Second Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintry (Robert Burns Poems)
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, I sing of a Whistle, the pride of the North. Was ...
THOU'S 1 welcome, wean; mishanter fa' me, If thoughts o' thee, or yet thy mamie, Shall ever daunton me or ...
I LEFT thee last, a child at heart, A woman scarce in years: I come to thee, a solemn corpse ...
For ever, since my childish looks Could rest on Nature's pictured books; For ever, since my childish tongue Could name ...
I thought once how Theocritus had sung Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, Who each one in ...
I The face, which, duly as the sun, Rose up for me with life begun, To mark all bright hours ...
I thought once how Theocritus had sung Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, Who each one in ...
The cypress stood up like a church That night we felt our love would hold, And saintly moonlight seemed to ...
a 1. Los smitten with astonishment Frightend at the hurtling bones 2. And at the surging sulphureous Perturbed Immortal mad ...
The shadowy Daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc, When fourteen suns had faintly journey'd o'er his dark abode: His ...
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
How sweet is the Shepherd's sweet lot, From the morn to the evening he strays: He shall follow his sheep ...
Love and harmony combine, And round our souls entwine While thy branches mix with mine, And our roots together join. ...
Whate'er is Born of Mortal Birth, Must be consumed with the Earth To rise from Generation free: Then what have ...
To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the ...
When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue, Could scarcely cry ...
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by ...
I want to beg you, as much as I can, to be patient toward all that is unresolved in your ...
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