The Poetical Works of Robert Anderson: Author of "Cumberland Ballads", &c, Том 2B. Scott, 1820 - 278 страници |
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... bosom ; and for charity , The mourner asketh never . Woe - worn wretch ! Like thee what numbers drink the cup of grief , And sorrow ever nurse ; perchance to feed The growing evils of a falling state : Or pamper purple pride , who ...
... bosom ; and for charity , The mourner asketh never . Woe - worn wretch ! Like thee what numbers drink the cup of grief , And sorrow ever nurse ; perchance to feed The growing evils of a falling state : Or pamper purple pride , who ...
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... bosom , fondly lov'd ; And all hope's wanton dreams of bliss , Were , with a smile , by her approv'd : Her lessons led to virtue's path ; Her num'rous sorrows were made mine ; And ever present is her look , When now I welcome life's ...
... bosom , fondly lov'd ; And all hope's wanton dreams of bliss , Were , with a smile , by her approv'd : Her lessons led to virtue's path ; Her num'rous sorrows were made mine ; And ever present is her look , When now I welcome life's ...
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... bosom beats a patriot's heart , Indignant at the threats and murd'rous deeds Of him , thy happy country's high - swol'n foe ; Lo ! HOWARD hails thee , welcome to his seat . But should cold apathy enslave thy mind , And thou of England's ...
... bosom beats a patriot's heart , Indignant at the threats and murd'rous deeds Of him , thy happy country's high - swol'n foe ; Lo ! HOWARD hails thee , welcome to his seat . But should cold apathy enslave thy mind , And thou of England's ...
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... force the bold , Our Sailors ! Peace to thy bosom , feeling Bard ! ( 3 ) Who suff'ring brethren didst regard ; And call'd on Britons , to reward Our Sailors ! While British Tars are dear to fame So long thy MISCELLANIES . 21.
... force the bold , Our Sailors ! Peace to thy bosom , feeling Bard ! ( 3 ) Who suff'ring brethren didst regard ; And call'd on Britons , to reward Our Sailors ! While British Tars are dear to fame So long thy MISCELLANIES . 21.
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... bosoms , ane an ' a ' ! An achin head ne'er may ye cla ' , But lang be blest ; An ' TEA yer troubles wash awa ' , Till sunk in rest ! Ye chiels whom I hae cause to prize , Wha TEA wi ' me wou'd ne'er despise ; Wha wish'd me ay the wale ...
... bosoms , ane an ' a ' ! An achin head ne'er may ye cla ' , But lang be blest ; An ' TEA yer troubles wash awa ' , Till sunk in rest ! Ye chiels whom I hae cause to prize , Wha TEA wi ' me wou'd ne'er despise ; Wha wish'd me ay the wale ...
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Страница 177 - Fairer than any flow'r that blows, Was Lucy Gray, of Allendale. Pensive at eve, down by the burn, Where oft the maid they us'd to hail, The shepherds now are heard to mourn, For Lucy Gray, of Allendale. With her to join the sportive dance, Far have I stray'd o'er hill and vale, Then pleas'd, each rustic stole a glance At Lucy Gray, of Allendale.
Страница 121 - I's be maister mysel j' Sae we buss'd, and I tuik a last luik at the fell. ' On I whussel'd and wonder'd — my bundle I flung Owre my shou'der, when Cwoley he efter me sprung, And howl'd, silly fellow ! and fawn'd at my fit, As if to say, Watty, we. munnet part yet! • • Vol. II. R At Card I stuid wi' a strae i' my mouth, And they tuik me, nae doubt, for a promisin youth.
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