The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... Lassie wi ' the lint - white Locks 78 Farewell , thou Stream 79 Contented wi ' little .......... 80 My Nannie's awa ... Lassie , art thou sleeping yet Her Answer .... Address to the Wood - lark 81 82 83 84 Groves o ' sweet Myrtle .... 84 ...
... Lassie wi ' the lint - white Locks 78 Farewell , thou Stream 79 Contented wi ' little .......... 80 My Nannie's awa ... Lassie , art thou sleeping yet Her Answer .... Address to the Wood - lark 81 82 83 84 Groves o ' sweet Myrtle .... 84 ...
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... Lassie do wi ' an auld Man . 110 The bonnie wee Thing ..... 110 O , for Ane and Twenty , Tam .... 111 Bess and her Spinning Wheel 112 Country Lassie ... 113 Fair Eliza . O , Luve will venture in ....... The Banks o ' Doon ..... Sic a ...
... Lassie do wi ' an auld Man . 110 The bonnie wee Thing ..... 110 O , for Ane and Twenty , Tam .... 111 Bess and her Spinning Wheel 112 Country Lassie ... 113 Fair Eliza . O , Luve will venture in ....... The Banks o ' Doon ..... Sic a ...
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... lassie , his darling and mine . She's fresh as the morning , the fairest in May ; She's sweet as the ev'ning amang the new hay ; As blithe and as artless as the lamb on the lea , And dear to my heart as the light to my ee . But oh ...
... lassie , his darling and mine . She's fresh as the morning , the fairest in May ; She's sweet as the ev'ning amang the new hay ; As blithe and as artless as the lamb on the lea , And dear to my heart as the light to my ee . But oh ...
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... lassie by him ? O , wha can prudence think upon , And sae in love as I am ? O , why , & c . How blest the humble cotter's fate ! He woos his simple dearie ; The sillie bogles , wealth and state , Can never make them eerie . O , why ...
... lassie by him ? O , wha can prudence think upon , And sae in love as I am ? O , why , & c . How blest the humble cotter's fate ! He woos his simple dearie ; The sillie bogles , wealth and state , Can never make them eerie . O , why ...
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... Lassie , say thou lo'es me ; Or if thou wiltna be my ain , Sayna thou'lt refuse me : If it winna , canna be , Thou for thine may choose me , Let me , lassie , quickly die , Trusting that thou lo'es me . Lassie , let me quickly die ...
... Lassie , say thou lo'es me ; Or if thou wiltna be my ain , Sayna thou'lt refuse me : If it winna , canna be , Thou for thine may choose me , Let me , lassie , quickly die , Trusting that thou lo'es me . Lassie , let me quickly die ...
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ain dear Amang auld auld lang syne banks birds Birks Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest blithe bloom bonnie blue Bonnie Doon bonnie lass bosom bower braes braw breast Burns CESSNOCK charms Chloris CHORUS claut daddie dearest dearie dimin DUMFRIES e'en e'er fair fairest Farewell Flow gently flowers fortune's frae glen green hame heart Highland ilka Jamie John Anderson John Barleycorn kiss lassie lo'es Lord Gregory love thee luve Mary Mauchline maun meikle mony morning nae mair naebody Nancy ne'er night o'er owre Phillis pleasure poison'd rantin roar ROB MORRIS sing Skelpin song sorrow sparklin spring stream sweet sweet Afton sweetly syne tear There's thine Thou hast thro tocher TUNE-The twa glancin wander wanton weary wee thing weel whistle wild Willie wind winna ye'll yon town young
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Страница 129 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Страница 177 - Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
Страница 205 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', 'Ye are na Mary Morison.
Страница 142 - Had we never lov'd sae kindly Had we never lov'd sae blindly Never met - or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted!
Страница 125 - Flow gently, sweet Afton ! among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays ! My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream — Flow gently, sweet Afton ! disturb not her dream ! THE SMILING SPRING.
Страница 111 - John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither; And monie a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither: Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson, my jo.
Страница 178 - Wear hoddin-grey 2 , and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a' that. For a
Страница 129 - That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a
Страница 175 - The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu...
Страница 142 - AE fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever ! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me.