Robert Burns: As a Poet, and as a ManBaker and Scribner, 1848 - 209 páginas |
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... inspired . A special gift of divinity has been thought to be vouchsafed to him . When God put the harp into the hand of David , he conferred greater glory , than when he put upon him the crown of royal power . We of this generation ...
... inspired . A special gift of divinity has been thought to be vouchsafed to him . When God put the harp into the hand of David , he conferred greater glory , than when he put upon him the crown of royal power . We of this generation ...
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... inspired by woman's winning sentiments . And even the rich gems of diamond , and topaz , and jasper , and pearl , that hang in costly lustre around her person , derive their beauty from her charms , as the epithets ap- 22 BURNS . ROBERT.
... inspired by woman's winning sentiments . And even the rich gems of diamond , and topaz , and jasper , and pearl , that hang in costly lustre around her person , derive their beauty from her charms , as the epithets ap- 22 BURNS . ROBERT.
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... inspiration which called up all the analogies of this poem . Kindling his soul into poetic ardor , his fancy filled with her youth and beauty , he associates her with the rose - bud ; and though a superficial reader may at first think ...
... inspiration which called up all the analogies of this poem . Kindling his soul into poetic ardor , his fancy filled with her youth and beauty , he associates her with the rose - bud ; and though a superficial reader may at first think ...
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... inspiring muse . The first poetic impulse ever felt within him , was awakened by a young girl , his partner in the har- vest field . In speaking of it , he says , - " But still the elements o ' sang In formless 2 AS A POET . 25.
... inspiring muse . The first poetic impulse ever felt within him , was awakened by a young girl , his partner in the har- vest field . In speaking of it , he says , - " But still the elements o ' sang In formless 2 AS A POET . 25.
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... inspire a man with life , and love , and joy - could fire him with enthusi- asm , or melt him with pathos equal to the genius of your book ? No ! no ! Whenever I want to be more than ordinary in song - to be in some degree equal to your ...
... inspire a man with life , and love , and joy - could fire him with enthusi- asm , or melt him with pathos equal to the genius of your book ? No ! no ! Whenever I want to be more than ordinary in song - to be in some degree equal to your ...
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acquaintance Allan Ramsay ambition ancient associations awakened Ayrshire beauty bosom breath Burns's character charms Clarinda conversation criticism divine Duchess of Gordon Dugald Stewart Earl of Glencairn Edinburgh elements Ellisland embodied English expression exquisite fame fancy father feeling felt flowers frae genius give Glencairn glory Greek happy harp heart highest honor Hudibras human humble humor ideal impression inspiration labors letter literary literature living look manners Mary Campbell material imagery Mauchline mind moral muse nature never night noble o'er O'Shanter objects peasant peculiar pleasure poem poet poetic poetry rhyme Robert Burns satire says scene Scotland Scots Scots College Scottish Scottish literature seen sentiments Shakspeare songs soul spirit stream sweet sympathy Tam O'Shanter taste tender thing Thomson thou thought thro tion touch truth tune ture verses walk whole Whyles woman write written youth
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Página 64 - An' weary winter comin fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell — Till crash ! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o...
Página 90 - O wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see us ! It wad frae monie a blunder free us And foolish notion : What airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us, And ev'n devotion ! EPISTLE TO A YOUNG FRIEND.
Página 89 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Página 44 - What makes the youth sae bashfu' an' sae grave ; Weel pleas'd to think her bairn's respected like the lave. O happy love ! where love like this is found ! O heart-felt raptures ! bliss beyond compare ! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare: — "If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents...
Página 179 - The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown ' That on his head an hour has been ; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee ; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me ! " LINES, SENT TO SIR JOHN WHITEFORD, OF WHITEFORD, BART.
Página 133 - There was a strong expression of sense and shrewdness in all his lineaments ; the eye alone, I think, indicated the poetical character and temperament. It was large, and of a dark cast, and glowed (I say literally glowed] when he spoke with feeling or interest.
Página 105 - Though it cost the schoolmaster some thrashings, I made an excellent English scholar ; and by the time I was ten or eleven years of age, I was a critic in substantives, verbs, and particles.
Página 174 - We know nothing, or next to nothing, of the substance or structure of our souls, so cannot account for those seeming caprices in them that one should be particularly pleased with this thing, or struck with that, which, on minds of a different cast, makes no extraordinary impression. I have some favourite flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the harebell, the foxglove, the wild-brier rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight.
Página 28 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...
Página 20 - And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green. To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon. Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.