2012, ISBN: 1232273368

[EAN: 9781232273363], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing… More...

[EAN: 9781232273363], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1806 Excerpt: .hazard of concealing; But och! it hardens a within, And petrifies the feeling! VII. To catch dame Fortune s golden smile, Assiduous wait upon her; And gather gear by ev ry wile That s justified by honour; Not for to hide it in a hedge, Nor for a train-attendant; But for the glorious privilege Of being independent. VIII. The fear o hell s a hangman s whip To haud the wretch in order; But where ye feel your honour grip, Let that ay be your border: Its slightest touches, instant pause--Debar a side pretences; And resolutely keep its laws, Uncaring consequences. IX. The great Creator to revere, Must sure become the creature; But still the preaching cant forbear And ev n the rigid feature: Yet ne er with wits profane to range, Be complaisance extended; An Atheist s laugh s a poor exchange For Deity offended! X. When ranting round in pleasure s ring, Religion may be blinded; Or if she gie a random sting, It may be little minded; But when on life we re tempest-driv n, -A conscience but a canker--A correspondence fix d wi Heav n, Is sure a noble anchor! XI. Adieu, dear, amiable youth! Your heart can ne er be wanting: May prudence, fortitude, and truth, Erect your brow undaunting I In ploughman phrase, 1 God send you speed, Still daily to grow wiser! And may you better reck the rede, Than ever did th adviser! OS A SCOTCH BARD, GONE TO THE WEST INDIES. A Ye wha live by soups o drink, A ye wha live by crambo-clink, A ye wha live and never think, Come mourn wi me! Our billie s gien us a a jink, An owre the sea/ Lament Lament him a ye rantin core, Wha dearly like a random-splore, Nae mair he ll join the merry roar, In social key; For now he s taen anither shore, An owre the sea. The bonnie lasses weel may wiss him, And in their dear petitions place him: T.<

2012, ISBN: 1232273368

[EAN: 9781232273363], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing … More...

[EAN: 9781232273363], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1806 Excerpt: .hazard of concealing; But och! it hardens a within, And petrifies the feeling! VII. To catch dame Fortune s golden smile, Assiduous wait upon her; And gather gear by ev ry wile That s justified by honour; Not for to hide it in a hedge, Nor for a train-attendant; But for the glorious privilege Of being independent. VIII. The fear o hell s a hangman s whip To haud the wretch in order; But where ye feel your honour grip, Let that ay be your border: Its slightest touches, instant pause--Debar a side pretences; And resolutely keep its laws, Uncaring consequences. IX. The great Creator to revere, Must sure become the creature; But still the preaching cant forbear And ev n the rigid feature: Yet ne er with wits profane to range, Be complaisance extended; An Atheist s laugh s a poor exchange For Deity offended! X. When ranting round in pleasure s ring, Religion may be blinded; Or if she gie a random sting, It may be little minded; But when on life we re tempest-driv n, -A conscience but a canker--A correspondence fix d wi Heav n, Is sure a noble anchor! XI. Adieu, dear, amiable youth! Your heart can ne er be wanting: May prudence, fortitude, and truth, Erect your brow undaunting I In ploughman phrase, 1 God send you speed, Still daily to grow wiser! And may you better reck the rede, Than ever did th adviser! OS A SCOTCH BARD, GONE TO THE WEST INDIES. A Ye wha live by soups o drink, A ye wha live by crambo-clink, A ye wha live and never think, Come mourn wi me! Our billie s gien us a a jink, An owre the sea/ Lament Lament him a ye rantin core, Wha dearly like a random-splore, Nae mair he ll join the merry roar, In social key; For now he s taen anither shore, An owre the sea. The bonnie lasses weel may wiss him, And in their dear petitions place him: T.<

ISBN: 9781232273363

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