The works of Robert Burns; with an account of his life, and a criticism on his writings, 1. köide1800 |
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... hands of the young peasant as soon as he had acquired a knowledge of his alphabet ; and his first exercise in the art of reading , introduced him to the most mysterious doctrines of the Christian faith . This practice is continued in ...
... hands of the young peasant as soon as he had acquired a knowledge of his alphabet ; and his first exercise in the art of reading , introduced him to the most mysterious doctrines of the Christian faith . This practice is continued in ...
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... hand , and what they refused on the other , was equally favourable to industry and good morals ; and hence it will not appear surprising , if the Scottish peasantry have a more than usual share of prudence and reflection , if they ...
... hand , and what they refused on the other , was equally favourable to industry and good morals ; and hence it will not appear surprising , if the Scottish peasantry have a more than usual share of prudence and reflection , if they ...
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... hand . Hence property as well as population is accumulating ra- pidly on the Scottish soil ; and the nation , enjoy- ing a great part of the blessings of Englishmen , and retaining several of their own happy institu- tions , might be ...
... hand . Hence property as well as population is accumulating ra- pidly on the Scottish soil ; and the nation , enjoy- ing a great part of the blessings of Englishmen , and retaining several of their own happy institu- tions , might be ...
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... hand , or New- castle on the other , had less of the Scottish dialect than Hume , who lived for many years in the best society of England and France ; or perhaps than Robertson , who wrote the English language in a stile of such purity ...
... hand , or New- castle on the other , had less of the Scottish dialect than Hume , who lived for many years in the best society of England and France ; or perhaps than Robertson , who wrote the English language in a stile of such purity ...
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... and like him CC -46 too , frequently shaken hands with their intoxi- 66 cating friendship . ' * * After you have perused these pages , should you think D 2 " them " them trifling and impertinent , I only beg leave ROBERT BURNS . 35.
... and like him CC -46 too , frequently shaken hands with their intoxi- 66 cating friendship . ' * * After you have perused these pages , should you think D 2 " them " them trifling and impertinent , I only beg leave ROBERT BURNS . 35.
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Page 87 - 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.
Page 86 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme, How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He, who bore in heaven the second name, Had not on earth whereon to lay his head; How his first followers and servants sped: The precepts sage they wrote to many a land: How he, who lone in Patmos banished, Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand; And heard great Babylon's doom pronounced by Heaven's command. Then, kneeling down to heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope springs...
Page 86 - With Amalek's ungracious progeny; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of heaven's avenging ire; Or, Job's pathetic plaint, and wailing cry; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Page 87 - And proffer up to heaven the warm request, That HE who stills the raven's clam'rous nest, And decks the lily fair in flow'ry pride, Would, in the way his wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide, But chiefly in their hearts with grace divine preside.
Page 49 - Poesy was still a darling walk for my mind, but it was only indulged in according to the humour of the hour. I had usually half a dozen or more pieces on hand; I took up one or other, as it suited the momentary tone of the mind, and dismissed the work as it bordered, on fatigue. My passions, when once lighted up, raged like so many devils, till they got vent in rhyme; and then the conning over my verses, like a spell, soothed all into quiet!
Page 85 - 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 !
Page 43 - ... promises, kindly stepped in, and carried him away, to where the wicked cease from troubling and where the weary are at rest!
Page 45 - The great misfortune of my life was — to want an aim. I had felt early some stirrings of ambition, but they were the blind gropings of Homer's Cyclops round the walls of his cave.
Page 254 - The poetic genius of my country found me, as the prophetic bard Elijah did Elisha, at the plough, and threw her inspiring mantle over me. She bade me sing the loves, the joys, the rural scenes and rural pleasures of my native soil, in my native tongue. I tuned my wild, artless notes, as she inspired.
Page 301 - But, fare you weel, auld Nickie-ben! O wad ye tak a thought an' men' ! Ye aiblins might — I dinna ken — • Still hae a stake — I'm wae to think upo' yon den, Ev'n for your sake ! THE DEATH AND DYING WORDS OF POOR MAILIE, THE AUTHOR'S ONLY PET YOWE.