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" yet shall whet a sword • That thro' thy soul shall gae ! The weeping blood in woman's breast Was never known to thee ; Nor th' balm that draps on wounds of woe. Frae woman's pitying e'e."* "
The National quarterly review, ed. by E.I. Sears - الصفحة 292
المحررون: - 1872
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Cooper's Works, المجلد 28

James Fenimore Cooper - 1855
...degree, attaches itself to folly. when it fails of effecting even its own absurdities. CHAPTER XIX. The weeping blood in woman's breast Was never known to thee; Nor the balm that drops on wounds of woe From woman's pitying e'e. BURNS. A LARGE portion of the curious...

Gleanings from the Poets, for Home and School

1855 - عدد الصفحات: 430
...woman,* My sister and my foe ! Grim vengeance, yet, shall whet a sword That through thy soul shall go; The weeping blood in woman's breast Was never known to thee ; Nor the balm that drops on wounds of woe Frae woman's pitying e'e. My son !* my son ! may kinder stars...

Graham's American Monthly Magazine of Literature, Art, and ..., المجلد 47

George R. Graham, Edgar Allan Poe, Charles Jacobs Peterson, Rufus Wilmot Griswold, Robert Taylor Conrad, Joseph Ripley Chandler, Bayard Taylor - 1855
...false woman, My sister imd my foe, Grim vengeance yet shall whet a sword That thro' thy soul shall go. The weeping blood in woman's breast Was never known to thee, Nor balm that falls on wounds of wo From woman's pitying ее. BURNS. Stilled by the ensanguined block...

The Headsman

James Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 444
...degree, attaches itself to folly when it fails of effecting even its own absurdities. CHAPTER XIX. The weeping blood in woman's breast Was never known to thee; Nor the balm that drops on wounds of woe From woman's pitying e'e. Boass. A LABGE portion of the curious...

The Complete Works of Robert Burns: Containing His Poems, Songs, and ...

Robert Burns - 1857 - عدد الصفحات: 542
...And never-ending care. V. But as for thee, thon false woman ! My sister and my fae, Grim vengeance yet shall whet a sword That thro' thy soul shall gae...that draps on wounds of woe Frae woman's pitying e'e. T I. My son ! my son ! may kinder stars upon thy fortune shine ; And may those pleasures gild thy reign,...

The life and works of Robert Burns, ed. by R. Chambers. Libr. ed, المجلد 2

Robert Burns - 1856
...for thce, thou false woman! My sister and my fae, Grim vengeance yet shall whet a sword That through thy soul shall gae ! The weeping blood in woman's...known to thee; Nor th' balm that draps on wounds of wo Frae woman's pitying e'e. My son! my son! may kinder stars Upon thy fortune shine! And may those...

Poems and Songs

Robert Burns - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 272
...care. But as for thee, thou false woman! My sister and my fae, Grim Vengeance, yet, shall whet a sword The weeping blood in woman's breast Was never known to thee ; Nor th' balm that drops on wounds of woe Frae woman's pitying e'e. My son ! my son! may kinder stars Upon thy fortune...

THE POETICAL WORKS ROBERT BURNS

1859
...traitor there; Yet here I lie in foreign bands, And never-ending care. But as for thee, thou false woman, That thro' thy soul shall gae; The weeping blood in...known to thee ; Nor th' balm that draps on wounds of wo Frae woman's pitying e'e. My son! my son! may kinder stars Upon thy fortune shine; And may those...

The poetical works and letters of Robert Burns

Robert Burns - 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 642
...for thee, thou false woman I My sister and my fae, Grim vengeance yet shall whet a sword That through thy soul shall gae ! The weeping blood in woman's...known to thee; Nor th' balm that draps on wounds of wo Frae woman's pitying ee. blackbird throaii, many .sloe peasant must, strong have rose many foe drops...

THE COMPLETE POETICAL WORKS OF ROBERT BURNS

JAMES CURRIE - 1859
...thee, thou false woman, My sister and my fae, Grim Vengeance, yet, shall whet a sword That through thy soul shall gae : The weeping blood in woman's breast Was never known to thee ; Nor th' balm that drops on wounds of woe Frae woman's pitying e'e. My son ! my son ! may kinder stars Upon thy fortune...




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