with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns
with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns
108 Fu' loud and sliill the frosty wind Blaws thro' the leafless timmer, sir But if ye come this gate again, I'll aulder be gin simmer, sir. Fm o'er young,
109 Oh, what is death, but parting breath ? On mony a bloody plain I've dar'd his face; and in this place I scorn him yet again ! Sae rantingly, S^c. Untie these bands from off my hands, And bring to me my sword And there's no a man in all Scotland, But I'll brave him at a word. Sae rantifigly,
- Page 82 and 83: 58 Hart, and hynd, and fallow-deer,
- Page 84 and 85: 60 THE COLLIERS BONIE LASSIE. Thefi
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- Page 88 and 89: 64 DOWN THE BURN, DAVIE. I HAVE bee
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- Page 100 and 101: 70 flouir his grave to crown !" Thi
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- Page 106 and 107: 82 youngest son, commonly called th
- Page 108 and 109: 84 Has kill'd the kindest heart Tha
- Page 110 and 111: 86 licacieSj and made it at once fj
- Page 112 and 113: 88 Sae put on your pearlins, Marion
- Page 114 and 115: 90 I OH ONO CHRIO.* Dr. Blacklock i
- Page 116 and 117: 9« composed his beautiful song of
- Page 118 and 119: 94 sprightly J and forcibly express
- Page 120 and 121: 96 Then to his bags he flew wi' spe
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- Page 126 and 127: 102 For king and laws, and country'
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- Page 130 and 131: 106 which their friends thought dan
- Page 134 and 135: 110 MY JO JANET Johnson, the publis
- Page 136 and 137: 112 My spinnin-wheel is auld and st
- Page 138 and 139: 114 THE HIGHLAND LASSIE, O. This wa
- Page 140 and 141: 116 But fickle fortune frowns on me
- Page 142 and 143: 118 The meikle pot upon my back, Un
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- Page 156 and 157: 132 hanks of the little river Devon
- Page 158 and 159: 134 Her bosom I press'd, but, sunk
- Page 160 and 161: 136 1 leant my back unto an aik, I
- Page 162 and 163: 138 Maggie coost her head fu' high,
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- Page 166 and 167: 142 My cogie. Sirs, my cogie. Sirs,
- Page 168 and 169: line say, 144 Come now, my lads, an
- Page 170 and 171: 146 Brave Argyle^ and Belhaven,f No
- Page 172 and 173: Brave Harry* retook 148 His brother
- Page 174 and 175: 150 Lord Perth* stood the storm, Se
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109<br />
Oh, what is death, but parting breath ?<br />
On mony a bloody plain<br />
I've dar'd his face; <strong>and</strong> in this place<br />
I scorn him yet again !<br />
Sae rantingly, S^c.<br />
Untie these b<strong>and</strong>s from off my h<strong>and</strong>s,<br />
And bring to me my sword<br />
And there's no a man in all Scotl<strong>and</strong>,<br />
But I'll brave him at a word.<br />
Sae rantifigly,
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