Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Том 2T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 |
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... joy - surrounded , Gaudy day to you is dear . Gentle night , do thou befriend me , Downy sleep the curtain draw ; Spirits kind , again attend me , Talk of him that's far awa ! . YOUNG DAMON . THIS air is by Oswald . BLYTHE 11.
... joy - surrounded , Gaudy day to you is dear . Gentle night , do thou befriend me , Downy sleep the curtain draw ; Spirits kind , again attend me , Talk of him that's far awa ! . YOUNG DAMON . THIS air is by Oswald . BLYTHE 11.
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... Blythe , blythe and merry was she , Blythe was she but and ben ; Blythe by the banks of Ern , And blythe in Glenturit glen . By Oughtertyre grows the aik , On Yarrow banks , the birken shaw ; But Phemie was a bonnier lass , Than braes o ...
... Blythe , blythe and merry was she , Blythe was she but and ben ; Blythe by the banks of Ern , And blythe in Glenturit glen . By Oughtertyre grows the aik , On Yarrow banks , the birken shaw ; But Phemie was a bonnier lass , Than braes o ...
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... Blythe , & c . Her bonie face it was as meek As ony lamb upon a lee ; The evening sun was ne'er sae sweet As was the blink o ' Phemie's e'e . Blythe , & c . The Highland hills I've wander'd wide , And o'er the lawlands I hae been , But ...
... Blythe , & c . Her bonie face it was as meek As ony lamb upon a lee ; The evening sun was ne'er sae sweet As was the blink o ' Phemie's e'e . Blythe , & c . The Highland hills I've wander'd wide , And o'er the lawlands I hae been , But ...
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... Blythe and merry may she be , The lass that made the bed to me . When Januar wind was blawing cauld , As to the North I took my way , The mirksome night did me enfauld , I knew na where to lodge till day . By my gude luck a maid I met ...
... Blythe and merry may she be , The lass that made the bed to me . When Januar wind was blawing cauld , As to the North I took my way , The mirksome night did me enfauld , I knew na where to lodge till day . By my gude luck a maid I met ...
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... dinna cry , For ye ay shall mak the bed to me . She took her mither's holland sheets , And made them a ' in sarks to me : Blythe and merry may she be , The lass that made the bed to me . The bonie lassie made the bed to me , The 21.
... dinna cry , For ye ay shall mak the bed to me . She took her mither's holland sheets , And made them a ' in sarks to me : Blythe and merry may she be , The lass that made the bed to me . The bonie lassie made the bed to me , The 21.
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amang auld lang syne baith ballad Blythe bonie lass bosom braes Burns CALIFORNIA LIBRARY canna cauld Child Maurice COCKPEN crookit horn cry'd dear dearie dinna e'er Edinburgh Ewie fair Findlay frae Fy let gallant gang gangrel grows bonnie wi gude gypsie laddie hame heart Highland Hughie Graham Jamie Johny Jolly Beggars kebars lady laird lassie Leader-Haughs Lord maun meikle merry mony morning Nansy ne'er never night O'er the moor old song owre poem Rob Roy ROBERT BURNS rue grows bonnie sang Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum sing snaw sodger laddie stanza sweet sword thee thou thro thyme Tibbie tune UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA verse warn Watty weel whare wife Willie wither'd Woo'd and married Yarrow ye'll ye're young
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