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The tyrant death with grim controul , May seize my fleeting breath , But tearing
Peggy from my soul Must be a stronger death . for instance , his “ Lamentation for
Abercairney , ” and “ LochErroch - side , ” are striking specimens of his genius ...
The tyrant death with grim controul , May seize my fleeting breath , But tearing
Peggy from my soul Must be a stronger death . for instance , his “ Lamentation for
Abercairney , ” and “ LochErroch - side , ” are striking specimens of his genius ...
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And o'er our death - accustomed arms Shall silly tears prevail ? They gied a
shout , their bows they tuik , They clash'd their steely swords ; Like the loud
waves of Barra's shore , There was nae room for words . A cry the weeping Mary
gied , O ...
And o'er our death - accustomed arms Shall silly tears prevail ? They gied a
shout , their bows they tuik , They clash'd their steely swords ; Like the loud
waves of Barra's shore , There was nae room for words . A cry the weeping Mary
gied , O ...
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While waters wimple to the sea ; While day blinks in the lift sae hie ; ' Till clay -
cauld death sall blin my e'e , Ye sall be my dearie . * Ca the ewes , & c . * Mrs.
Burns informed the Editor that the last verse of this song was written by Burns .
LOUIS ...
While waters wimple to the sea ; While day blinks in the lift sae hie ; ' Till clay -
cauld death sall blin my e'e , Ye sall be my dearie . * Ca the ewes , & c . * Mrs.
Burns informed the Editor that the last verse of this song was written by Burns .
LOUIS ...
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Ev'n when by death's cold hand remov'd , We mourn the tenant of the tomb ; To
think that ev'n in death he loy'd Can cheer the terrors of the gloom . But bitter ,
bitter is the tear Of her who slighted love bewails , No hopes her gloomy prospect
...
Ev'n when by death's cold hand remov'd , We mourn the tenant of the tomb ; To
think that ev'n in death he loy'd Can cheer the terrors of the gloom . But bitter ,
bitter is the tear Of her who slighted love bewails , No hopes her gloomy prospect
...
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1 } 188 were composed to commemorate the much lamented , and premature
death of James Ferguson , Esq . jun . of Craigdarroch . Fate gave the word , the
arrow sped , And pierc'd my darling's heart ; And with him all the joys are fled Life
...
1 } 188 were composed to commemorate the much lamented , and premature
death of James Ferguson , Esq . jun . of Craigdarroch . Fate gave the word , the
arrow sped , And pierc'd my darling's heart ; And with him all the joys are fled Life
...
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| Наслов | Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Том 2 Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Robert Hartley Cromek |
| Аутор | Robert Hartley Cromek |
| Уредник | Robert Hartley Cromek |
| Издавач | T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 |
| Оригинал из | Универзитет Калифорније |
| Дигитализовано | 8 дец 2007 |
| Извоз навода | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |