Poems: Poems-v. 2. Poems as they appeared inthe early Edinburgh editions.-v. 3. Posthmuous [!] poems.-v. 4. SongsJ. M'Kie, 1786 |
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... rhyming tribe , that even he , an obscure , nameless Bard , shrinks aghast , at the thought of being branded as ' An ... rhymes together , looks upon himself as a Poet of no fmall confequence forfooth . ' It is an observation of that ...
... rhyming tribe , that even he , an obscure , nameless Bard , shrinks aghast , at the thought of being branded as ' An ... rhymes together , looks upon himself as a Poet of no fmall confequence forfooth . ' It is an observation of that ...
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... an ' hillocks wi ' him . The tither was a ploughman's collie , A rhyming , ranting , raving billie , Wha for his friend an ' comrade had him , And in his freaks had Luath ca'd him , After fome dog in * Highland fang , Was made ( 10 )
... an ' hillocks wi ' him . The tither was a ploughman's collie , A rhyming , ranting , raving billie , Wha for his friend an ' comrade had him , And in his freaks had Luath ca'd him , After fome dog in * Highland fang , Was made ( 10 )
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... but gie me ftill Hale breeks , a fcone , an ' whisky gill , An ' rowth o ' rhyme to rave at will , Tak a ' the reft , An ' deal't about as thy blind skill Directs thee best . THE AUTHOR'S EARNEST CRY AND PRAYER , TO THE RIGHT ( 28 )
... but gie me ftill Hale breeks , a fcone , an ' whisky gill , An ' rowth o ' rhyme to rave at will , Tak a ' the reft , An ' deal't about as thy blind skill Directs thee best . THE AUTHOR'S EARNEST CRY AND PRAYER , TO THE RIGHT ( 28 )
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... Rhyme . An ' now , auld Cloots , I ken ye're thinkan , A certain Bardie's rantin , drinkin , Some luckless hour will fend him linkan , To your black pit ; But faith ! he'll turn a corner jinkan , An ' cheat you yet . But fare - you ...
... Rhyme . An ' now , auld Cloots , I ken ye're thinkan , A certain Bardie's rantin , drinkin , Some luckless hour will fend him linkan , To your black pit ; But faith ! he'll turn a corner jinkan , An ' cheat you yet . But fare - you ...
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... ; my An ' bid him burn this curfed tether , An ' for thy pains thou'fe get my blather . This faid , poor Mailie turn'd her head , An ' clof'd her een amang the dead ! H : POOR MAILIE'S ELEGY . L AMENT in rhyme , lament ( 65 )
... ; my An ' bid him burn this curfed tether , An ' for thy pains thou'fe get my blather . This faid , poor Mailie turn'd her head , An ' clof'd her een amang the dead ! H : POOR MAILIE'S ELEGY . L AMENT in rhyme , lament ( 65 )
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