Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Том 2T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 |
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... o'er dear , And call'd the taylor thief and loun . He was the king that wore a crown , And thou the man of laigh degree , ' Tis pride puts a ' the country down , Sae tak thy auld cloak about thee . Every land has its ain laugh , Ilk ...
... o'er dear , And call'd the taylor thief and loun . He was the king that wore a crown , And thou the man of laigh degree , ' Tis pride puts a ' the country down , Sae tak thy auld cloak about thee . Every land has its ain laugh , Ilk ...
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... o'er the lawlands I hae been , But Phemie was the blythest lass That ever trod the dewy green . Blythe , & c . ABSENCE . the THIS song and air are both by Dr. Blacklock ; song is in the manner of Shenstone . JOHNY FAA , OR THE GYPSIE ...
... o'er the lawlands I hae been , But Phemie was the blythest lass That ever trod the dewy green . Blythe , & c . ABSENCE . the THIS song and air are both by Dr. Blacklock ; song is in the manner of Shenstone . JOHNY FAA , OR THE GYPSIE ...
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... o'er her . " Gar tak fra me this gay mantile , And bring to me a plaidie ; For if kith and kin and a ' had sworn , I'll follow the gypsie laddie . " Yestreen I lay in a well - made bed , And my good lord beside me ; This night I'll ly ...
... o'er her . " Gar tak fra me this gay mantile , And bring to me a plaidie ; For if kith and kin and a ' had sworn , I'll follow the gypsie laddie . " Yestreen I lay in a well - made bed , And my good lord beside me ; This night I'll ly ...
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... o'er and o'er again , And she wist na what to say ; ay I laid her between me and the wa ' , The lassie thought na lang till day . Upon the morrow when we raise , I thank'd her for her courtesie ; But ay she blush'd , and ay she sigh'd ...
... o'er and o'er again , And she wist na what to say ; ay I laid her between me and the wa ' , The lassie thought na lang till day . Upon the morrow when we raise , I thank'd her for her courtesie ; But ay she blush'd , and ay she sigh'd ...
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... o'er the lugs in love wi ' And care not tho ' ye kend it : For I get little frae the laird , And far less frae my daddy , And I would blythely be the man Would strive to please my lady . " She read my letter , and she leugh , " Ye ...
... o'er the lugs in love wi ' And care not tho ' ye kend it : For I get little frae the laird , And far less frae my daddy , And I would blythely be the man Would strive to please my lady . " She read my letter , and she leugh , " Ye ...
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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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