a higher tribute
of esteem, and appreciate her amiable worth more truly, than any man
whom I have seen approach her.
of esteem, and appreciate her amiable worth more truly, than any man
whom I have seen approach her.
Robert Burns
Well, I am persuaded that it was
of me the Hebrew sage prophesied, when he foretold--"And behold, on
whatsoever this man doth set his heart, it shall not prosper! " If my
resentment is awaked, it is sure to be where it dare not squeak: and
if-- * * * * *
Pray that wisdom and bliss be more frequent visiters of
R. B.
* * * * *
CCLXXXVII.
TO MRS. RIDDEL.
[The bard often offended and often appeased this whimsical but very
clever lady. ]
I have this moment got the song from Syme, and I am sorry to see that
he has spoilt it a good deal. It shall be a lesson to me how I lend
him anything again.
I have sent you "Werter," truly happy to have any the smallest
opportunity of obliging you.
'Tis true, Madam, I saw you once since I was at Woodlea; and that once
froze the very life-blood of my heart. Your reception of me was such,
that a wretch meeting the eye of his judge, about to pronounce
sentence of death on him could only have envied my feelings and
situation. But I hate the theme, and never more shall write or speak
on it.
One thing I shall proudly say, that I can pay Mrs. R.
a higher tribute
of esteem, and appreciate her amiable worth more truly, than any man
whom I have seen approach her.
R. B.
* * * * *
CCLXXXVIII.
TO MRS. RIDDEL.
[Burns often complained in company, and sometimes in his letters, of
the caprice of Mrs. Riddel. ]
I have often told you, my dear friend, that you had a spice of caprice
in your composition, and you have as often disavowed it; even perhaps
while your opinions were, at the moment, irrefragably proving it.
Could _anything_ estrange me from a friend such as you? --No! To-morrow
I shall have the honour of waiting on you.
Farewell, thou first of friends, and most accomplished of women; even
with all thy little caprices!
R. B.
* * * * *
CCLXXXIX.
of me the Hebrew sage prophesied, when he foretold--"And behold, on
whatsoever this man doth set his heart, it shall not prosper! " If my
resentment is awaked, it is sure to be where it dare not squeak: and
if-- * * * * *
Pray that wisdom and bliss be more frequent visiters of
R. B.
* * * * *
CCLXXXVII.
TO MRS. RIDDEL.
[The bard often offended and often appeased this whimsical but very
clever lady. ]
I have this moment got the song from Syme, and I am sorry to see that
he has spoilt it a good deal. It shall be a lesson to me how I lend
him anything again.
I have sent you "Werter," truly happy to have any the smallest
opportunity of obliging you.
'Tis true, Madam, I saw you once since I was at Woodlea; and that once
froze the very life-blood of my heart. Your reception of me was such,
that a wretch meeting the eye of his judge, about to pronounce
sentence of death on him could only have envied my feelings and
situation. But I hate the theme, and never more shall write or speak
on it.
One thing I shall proudly say, that I can pay Mrs. R.
a higher tribute
of esteem, and appreciate her amiable worth more truly, than any man
whom I have seen approach her.
R. B.
* * * * *
CCLXXXVIII.
TO MRS. RIDDEL.
[Burns often complained in company, and sometimes in his letters, of
the caprice of Mrs. Riddel. ]
I have often told you, my dear friend, that you had a spice of caprice
in your composition, and you have as often disavowed it; even perhaps
while your opinions were, at the moment, irrefragably proving it.
Could _anything_ estrange me from a friend such as you? --No! To-morrow
I shall have the honour of waiting on you.
Farewell, thou first of friends, and most accomplished of women; even
with all thy little caprices!
R. B.
* * * * *
CCLXXXIX.
