...the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', And think the storms that round me blow, Far kinder than thy heart. It is but doing justice to Dr Walcott...

...below, The sweet winds sung «bore. Make way for Annie of Lochroyan, She comes to st-ek her love ! Yestreen, when to the trembling string, The dance...thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw : Of all the productions of Burns, the pathetic and deepest and most lasting hold of the mind....

...Describlng a despairing lover, he makes him say — " Yestreen, when to the trembling string The riance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, Т sat, hut neither heard or saw ; Tho' this was fair and that wae braw, And yon the toast of a' the...

...Morison," and in these lines the lyric genins of Burns was for the first time undeniably revealed : — Yestreen, when to the trembling string, The dance...thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw ; Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said,...

...reward secure, The lovely Mary Morrison. Yestreen, when to the trembling string, The dance gaed round the lighted ha'/ To thee my fancy took its wing — I sat, but neither heard nor saw : Though this was fair and that was braw.» And yon the toast of a' the town, 1 sigh'd, and...

...The dance gaed through the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw. Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sighed, and said among them a', Ye are na Mary Morison." That beginning, " Oh gin my love were a...

...••tiull is derived from an old Scottish hailad of uucel. BURNS' WORKS. Yestreen when to the tremhling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took ils wing, I sat, hut neither heard nor saw ; Tho' this was fair, and that was hraw And you the toast...

...other is as follows : " Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed through the lighted ha't To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw. Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sighed, and said...

...round the lighted ha'/ To thee my fancy took its wing — • I sat, but neither heard nor saw : Though this was fair and that was braw.» And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said, amang them a', ' Ye are na Mary Morrison.' О Mary, canst thou wreck his peace,...

...glory, or appear engaged in the successful pursuit of it." — Letter to Deodati: Milton. BURNS. " Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed...fancy took its wing : I sat, but neither heard or saw, Though this was fair and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town ; I sighed, and said among...