| Robert Burns - 1811 - 416 pages
...errands toil'd, Lone, from your savage homes exil'd, The blood.stain'd roost, and sheep cot spoil'd, My heart forgets, While pitiless the tempest wild Sore on you beats." 302 It was a daring attempt in Shakespeare to reconcile with probability the gradual submission of... | |
| Robert Burns - 1811 - 500 pages
...errands toil'd, Lone from your savage homes exil'd, The blood-stain'd roost, and sheep-cote spoil'd, My heart forgets, While pitiless the tempest wild Sore on you beats. Now Phtebe, in her midnight reigiij Dark muffl'd, view'd the dreary plain ; Still crouding thoughts,... | |
| Robert Burns - 1813 - 444 pages
...errands toil'd, Lone from your savage homes exil'd, The blood stain'd roost, and sheep-cote spoil'd, My heart forgets, While pitiless the tempest wild Sore on you beats. Now Now Phasbe, in her midnight reign, Dark muffl'd, view'd the dreary plain; Still crowding thoughts,... | |
| 1831 - 1044 pages
...errands toil'd, Lone from your savage homes exiled, The blood-stain'd roost, and sheep-cote spoil'd, My heart forgets, While pitiless the tempest wild Sore on you beats." Burns is our Lowland bard — but poetry is poetry all over the world, when streamed from the life-blood... | |
| British anthology - 1825 - 464 pages
...errands loil'd, Lone from your savage homes exiled, The blood-stain'd roost, and sheep-cote spoil'd, My. heart forgets, While pitiless the tempest wild Sore on you beats. Now Phoebe, in her midnight reign, Dark muffled, view'd the dreary plain ; Still crowding thoughts,... | |
| Robert Burns - 1826 - 272 pages
...errands toil'd, Lone, from your savage homes exil'd, The blood-stained roost, and sheep-cote spoil'd, My heart forgets, While pitiless the tempest wild, Sore on you beats. Now Phoebe, in her midnight reign, Dark muffled, vie'd the dreary plain Still crowding thoughts, a... | |
| 1831 - 1070 pages
...errands toil'd, Lone from your savage homes exiled, The blood-stain'd roost, and sheep-cote spoil'd, My heart forgets, While pitiless the tempest wild Sore on you beats." Burns is our Lowland bard — but poetry is poetry all over the world, when streamed from the life-blood... | |
| Robert Burns, Allan Cunningham - 1834 - 370 pages
...errands toil'd, Lone from your savage homes exiled, The blood-stained roost, and sheep-cote spoiled My heart forgets, While pitiless the tempest wild Sore on you beats. Now Phoebe, in her midnight reign, Dark muffled, viewed the dreary plain ; Still crowding thoughts,... | |
| Robert Burns - 1834 - 206 pages
...errands toil'd, Lone, from your savage homes exil'd, The blood-stained roost, and sheep-cote spoil' J, My heart forgets, While pitiless the tempest wild, Sore on you beats. Now P/uete, in her midnight reign, Dark muffled, view'd the dreary plain, Still crowding thoughts,... | |
| John Aikin - 1838 - 796 pages
...errands toil'd, Lone from your savage homes exiled, The blood-stain'd roost, and sheep-cote spoil'd, od, And he too hath his comforter. Now Phoebe, in her midnight reign Dark muffled, view'd the dreary plain ; Still crowding thoughts,... | |
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