 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 460 страница
...Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfald her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there...last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay, green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade,... | |
 | 1814 - 570 страница
...tenderness, with the following picture of the interview and parting of two lovers. " How sweetly hloom'd the gay, green birk. How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie : For dear to... | |
 | 1814 - 680 страница
...with the following picture of the interview and parting of two lovers. TOL. I, E " How gweetly bloom'd the gay, green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew oe'r me and my dearie : For dear to... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1816 - 378 страница
...unfaulds her robes, The Castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flow'rs, And there they langest tarry: For there I took the last fareweel, O' my sweet Highland Mary. S How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade, How sweetly bloom'd the gay... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1816 - 468 страница
...Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first uni'ald her robes,. And there the langest tarry : For there I took the hut fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk,. How rich the hawthorn's... | |
 | Society of ancient Scots - 1821 - 226 страница
...flame of love in his bosom, and a lover's hopes soon revived all nature around him. How sweetly bloom'd the gay, green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ! . ° As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom 1 The golden hours on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to... | |
 | Joseph Robertson, Society of Ancient Scots - 1821 - 414 страница
...flame of love in his bosom, and a lover's hopes soon revived all nature around him. How sweetly bloom'd the gay, green birk. How rich the hawthorn's blossom ! As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 418 страница
...Montgomery, Green be your wooda, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfald her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there...last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade, I... | |
 | Joseph Clinton Robertson - 1822 - 414 страница
...flame of love in his bosom, and a lover's hopes soon revived all nature around him. How sweetly bloom'd the gay, green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ! As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 756 страница
...Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie.' There simmer first unfald her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there...last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade, I... | |
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O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and... 
