 | Robert Burns - 1855 - 562 pages
...naething, now, to big a new ane, 0' foggage green ! An' bleak December's winds ensuin', Baith snell and keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste,...thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves an' stibble, Has cost thee mony a weary nibble ! Now thou's turn'd out, for a' thy trouble, But house or hald, To... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - American poetry - 1855 - 452 pages
...naething, now, to big3 a new ane, O1 foggage green ! An. bleak December's wind ensuin', Baith snell4 and keen!. Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste,...crash ! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell That wee-bit heap o' leaves an' stibble Has cost thee mony a weary nibble ! Now thou 's turned out, for... | |
 | American poetry - 1855 - 458 pages
...naethlng, now, to big3 a new ane, O' foggage green ! An' bleak December's wind ensuin', Baith snell4'and keen! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An'...! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee-bit heap o' leaves an' stibble Has cost thee mony a weary nibble ! Now thou 's turned out, for... | |
 | Animals in literature - 1855 - 120 pages
...ensuin', Baith snell and keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare and waste, And weary winter comin' fast, And cozie§ here beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, Till, crash ! the cruel coulter past Out through thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves and stibble, Has cost thee mony a weary nibble ! Now... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1856 - 538 pages
...green ; An' bleak December win's ensuin. Baith snell and keen1 Thou saw the fields laid bare an' wi An' weary winter comin' fast, An' cozie here, beneath...thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves an' stibble Haa cost thee monie a weary nibble! Now tbou'st turnM out, for a' thy trouble, But house or hald, To... | |
 | 1858 - 460 pages
...naething, now, to big3 a new ane, O' foggage green ! An' bleak December's wind ensuin', Baith snell1 and keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste,...winter comin' fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, TKou thought to dwell, Till, crash ! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee-bit heap o'... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1859 - 530 pages
...new ane, O' foggage green; An* bleak December win's ensuin, Thou saw the fields laid bare an' wa*t«, An' weary winter comin' fast, An' cozie here, beneath...thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves an' stibble Has cost thee monie a weary nibble! Now thou'st turn'd out, for a' thy trouble, But house or hald,... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1859 - 120 pages
...naething, now, to big a new ane, O' foggage green ! An' bleak December's winds ensuin', Baith snell an' keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An'...Thou thought to dwell, Till crash ! the cruel coulter pass'd Out-thro' thy cell. To thole the winter's sleety dribble And cranreuch cauld ! But, Mou>ie,... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1859 - 362 pages
...naething, now, to big a new ane, 0' foggage green ! An' bleak December's winds ensuin', Baith snell an' keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary winter comin' fast, An' cozie'here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, Till crash ! the cruel coulter pass'd Out-thro'... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1861 - 128 pages
...naething, now, to big a new ane, O' foggage green ! An' bleak December's winds ensuin', Baith snell an' keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An'...Thou thought to dwell, Till crash ! the cruel coulter pass'd Out-thro' thy cell. SELECTED POETRY. To thole the winter's sleety dribble And cranreuch cauld... | |
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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... 
