 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 460 страница
...hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green vallies below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft as mild evening weeps over... | |
 | Lyre - 1806 - 204 страница
...hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills ; There daily I wander, as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green vallies below, Where wild in the woodlands thy primroses blow; There oft, as mild evening weeps over... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 страница
...hills, Par mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant...primroses blow; There oft as mild evening weeps over the lee, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1813 - 452 страница
...hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant...There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1814 - 306 страница
...mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My (locks and my Mary's sweet .cot in my eye. How pleasant thy...mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented hirk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides. And winds by the cot where... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1815 - 364 страница
...of elear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My floeks and my Mary's sweet eot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys...There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-seented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy erystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides. And winds... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1822 - 440 страница
...hills, Var mark d with the courses of clear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant...There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 274 страница
...hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant...Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow; There ofi as mild ev'ning weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. . i BONNIE BELL.... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 756 страница
...hills ! Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant...the woodlands the primroses blow; There oft as mild ev'ning weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton,... | |
 | Constable and co, ltd - 1826 - 734 страница
...praise: My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where...woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft, as mild evening sweeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and m«." It was in the spring of the same... | |
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Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides; How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flowerets, she stems thy clear wave. 
