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O were I on Parnassus ' hill , Or had o ' Helicon my fill ; That I might catch poetic
skill , To sing how dear I love thee . But Nith maun be my Muses well , My Muse
maun be thy bonie sell ; On Corsincon I'll glow'r and spell , And write how dear I ...
O were I on Parnassus ' hill , Or had o ' Helicon my fill ; That I might catch poetic
skill , To sing how dear I love thee . But Nith maun be my Muses well , My Muse
maun be thy bonie sell ; On Corsincon I'll glow'r and spell , And write how dear I ...
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The chorus is part of an old foolish ballad , Beyond thee , dearie , beyond thee ,
dearie , And O to be lying beyond thee , O sweetly , soundly , weel may he sleep ,
That's laid in the bed beyond thee . * “ Craigie - burn wood is situated on the ...
The chorus is part of an old foolish ballad , Beyond thee , dearie , beyond thee ,
dearie , And O to be lying beyond thee , O sweetly , soundly , weel may he sleep ,
That's laid in the bed beyond thee . * “ Craigie - burn wood is situated on the ...
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Beyond thee , 8c . I see the spreading leaves and flowers , I hear the wild birds
singing ; But pleasure they hae nane for me , While care my heart is wringing .
Beyond thee , 8c . I canna tell , I maun na tell , I dare na for your anger ; But secret
...
Beyond thee , 8c . I see the spreading leaves and flowers , I hear the wild birds
singing ; But pleasure they hae nane for me , While care my heart is wringing .
Beyond thee , 8c . I canna tell , I maun na tell , I dare na for your anger ; But secret
...
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Sic fate e'er lang shall thee betide , Tho ' thou may gayly bloom a while ; Yet sune
thou shalt be thrown aside , Like ony common weed and vile . * * The following
are the old words of this song : I do confess thou ' rt smooth and fair , And I might
...
Sic fate e'er lang shall thee betide , Tho ' thou may gayly bloom a while ; Yet sune
thou shalt be thrown aside , Like ony common weed and vile . * * The following
are the old words of this song : I do confess thou ' rt smooth and fair , And I might
...
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Something in ilka part o ' thee To praise , to love , I find ; But dear as is thy form to
me , Still dearer is thy mind . Nae mair ungen'rous wish I hae , Nor stronger in my
breast , Than , if I canna mak thee sae , At least to see thee blest . Content am I ...
Something in ilka part o ' thee To praise , to love , I find ; But dear as is thy form to
me , Still dearer is thy mind . Nae mair ungen'rous wish I hae , Nor stronger in my
breast , Than , if I canna mak thee sae , At least to see thee blest . Content am I ...
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