The Correspondence Between Burns and Clarinda: With a Memoir of Mrs. M'Lehose (Clarinda).W. Tait, 1843 - 297 páginas |
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acquaintance Adieu admiration Ae fond kiss Ainslie Allan Cunningham Almighty attachment believe bless bliss bosom Burns charming CLARINDA TO SYLVANDER correspondence dare dear Clarinda dearest Clarinda dearest Madam death delight Edinburgh enjoyment esteem eyes fancy Farewell father favourite fear feel fond forgive friendship give Glasgow happy hear heart Heaven honour hope hour HUGO REID hurt husband idea Jamaica January JEREMY BENTHAM JOHN HILL BURTON kind lady last night Lehose LETTER lines live Lord Craig Lord Dreghorn M'Lehose M'Lehose's Mauchline meet ment merit mind Miss Nimmo Monody morning nature never o'er pain passion peace perhaps pity pleasure poet possessed recollection religion relish rinda ROBERT BURNS sacred scrawl sensibility sentiments song soon soul sure SYLVANDER TO CLARINDA tell tender thee things thou thought tion to-day to-morrow to-night verses wife wish woman worthy write wrote
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Página 139 - Curst be the verse, how well soe'er it flow, That tends to make one worthy man my foe, Give virtue scandal, innocence a fear, Or from the soft-eyed virgin steal a tear ! But he who hurts a harmless...
Página 273 - I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me, Dark despair around benights me.
Página 210 - Who hath woe ? who hath sorrow ? who hath contentions? who hath babbling? who hath wounds without cause ? who hath redness of eyes ? They that tarry long at the wine ; they that go to seek mixed wine.
Página 273 - Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me, Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy; Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never...
Página 254 - Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
Página 221 - Still sing the God of Seasons, as they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the...
Página 217 - How are Thy servants blest, O Lord How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. 3...
Página 278 - The snaw-drap and primrose our woodlands adorn, And violets bathe in the weet o' the morn ; They pain my sad bosom, sae sweetly they blaw, They mind me o...
Página 295 - Talk not of Love, it gives me pain, For Love has been my foe: He bound me with an iron chain, And sunk me deep in woe. But Friendship's pure and lasting joys My heart was form'd to prove: There, welcome, win and wear the prize, But never talk of Love.
Página 273 - Fare-thee-weel ! thou best and dearest ! Thine be ilka joy and treasure, Peace, enjoyment, love, and pleasure ! Ae fond kiss, and then we sever ! Ae fareweel, alas ! for ever ! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee ; Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.