Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Том 2T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 |
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... beggar ; a peruke , commonly made of carded tow , VOL . II . * I am a poor silly auld man , And hirpling o'er a tree , Zet fain , fain kiss wad I , Gin the kirk wad let me be . Gin a ' my duds were aff And a ' hale claes on , OI could ...
... beggar ; a peruke , commonly made of carded tow , VOL . II . * I am a poor silly auld man , And hirpling o'er a tree , Zet fain , fain kiss wad I , Gin the kirk wad let me be . Gin a ' my duds were aff And a ' hale claes on , OI could ...
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... beggar , he dances and staggers until he falls on the floor ; yet still in all his riot , nay in his rolling and tumbling on the floor , with some or other drunken motion of his * Glenae , on the small river Ae , in Annandale ; the seat ...
... beggar , he dances and staggers until he falls on the floor ; yet still in all his riot , nay in his rolling and tumbling on the floor , with some or other drunken motion of his * Glenae , on the small river Ae , in Annandale ; the seat ...
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... beggar lay , The strae was cauld , he was away , She clapt her hand , cry'd Waladay , For some of our gear will be gane . Some ran to coffers , and some to kists , But nought was stown that cou'd be mist , She danc'd her lane , cry'd ...
... beggar lay , The strae was cauld , he was away , She clapt her hand , cry'd Waladay , For some of our gear will be gane . Some ran to coffers , and some to kists , But nought was stown that cou'd be mist , She danc'd her lane , cry'd ...
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... After the Gaberlunzie - man . My dear , quo ' he , ye're yet o'er young , And ha ' na lear'd the beggar's tongue , To follow me frae town to town , And carry the Gaberlunzie on . VOL . II . H Wï ' cauk and keel I'll win your bread , 97.
... After the Gaberlunzie - man . My dear , quo ' he , ye're yet o'er young , And ha ' na lear'd the beggar's tongue , To follow me frae town to town , And carry the Gaberlunzie on . VOL . II . H Wï ' cauk and keel I'll win your bread , 97.
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... beggar louns to me- I reign in Jeanie's bosom ! Let her crown my love her law , And in her breast enthrone me ; Kings and nations , swith , awa ! Reif randies I disown ye ! 66 LADIE MARY ANN . THE starting verse should be restored ...
... beggar louns to me- I reign in Jeanie's bosom ! Let her crown my love her law , And in her breast enthrone me ; Kings and nations , swith , awa ! Reif randies I disown ye ! 66 LADIE MARY ANN . THE starting verse should be restored ...
Чести термини и фразе
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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