| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Robert Burns. (17591796) (continued) |
| | | 4734 | | Gars auld claes look amaist as weel s the new. |
| The Cotters Saturday Night. |
| 4735 | | Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale. |
| The Cotters Saturday Night. |
| 4736 | He wales a portion with judicious care; And Let us worship God, he says with solemn air. |
| The Cotters Saturday Night. |
| 4737 | Perhaps Dundees wild-warbling measures rise, Or plaintive Martyrs, worthy of the name. |
| The Cotters Saturday Night. |
| 4738 | From scenes like these old Scotias grandeur springs, That makes her loved at home, revered abroad: Princes and lords are but the breath of kings, An honest man s the noblest work of God. 1 |
| The Cotters Saturday Night. |
| 4739 | For a that, and a that, And twice as muckle s a that. |
| The Jolly Beggars. |
| 4740 | O Life! how pleasant is thy morning, Young Fancys rays the hills adorning! Cold-pausing Cautions lesson scorning, We frisk away, Like schoolboys at th expected warning, To joy and play. |
| Epistle to James Smith. |
| 4741 | Misled by fancys meteor ray, By passion driven; But yet the light that led astray Was light from heaven. |
| The Vision. |
| 4742 | And like a passing thought, she fled In light away. |
| The Vision. |
| 4743 | Afflictions sons are brothers in distress; A brother to relieve,how exquisite the bliss! |
| A Winter Night. |
| 4744 | His locked, lettered, braw brass collar Showed him the gentleman and scholar. |
| The Twa Dogs. |
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