The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... The gallant Weaver 178 ........... Caledonia 179 On the Battle of Sheriff - Muir 181 The Dumfries Volunteers 183 O , wha is she that lo'es me ... 184 Written in a Wrapper 185 The Dean of Faculty . 186 O , once I lov'd a bonnie Lass ... 188 ...
... The gallant Weaver 178 ........... Caledonia 179 On the Battle of Sheriff - Muir 181 The Dumfries Volunteers 183 O , wha is she that lo'es me ... 184 Written in a Wrapper 185 The Dean of Faculty . 186 O , once I lov'd a bonnie Lass ... 188 ...
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... ye shed not a tear : But come , all ye offspring of Folly so true , And flowers let us cull for Eliza's cold bier . We'll search thro ' the garden for each silly flower , We'll roam thro ' the forest for each idle weed ; But chiefly the ...
... ye shed not a tear : But come , all ye offspring of Folly so true , And flowers let us cull for Eliza's cold bier . We'll search thro ' the garden for each silly flower , We'll roam thro ' the forest for each idle weed ; But chiefly the ...
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Including Translations ... British poets. If wi ' the hizzie down ye sent it ... Ye've heard this while how I've been licket , And by fell death was nearly ... ll take a care o't A tentier way : Then fareweel folly , hide and hair o't ...
Including Translations ... British poets. If wi ' the hizzie down ye sent it ... Ye've heard this while how I've been licket , And by fell death was nearly ... ll take a care o't A tentier way : Then fareweel folly , hide and hair o't ...
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... the willow wicker , " Tween good and ill . Then that curst carmagnole , auld Satan , Watches , like baudrans by a rattan , Our sinfu ' saul to get a claut on Wi ' felon ire ; Syne , whip ! his tail ye'll ne'er cast saut on , He's aff ...
... the willow wicker , " Tween good and ill . Then that curst carmagnole , auld Satan , Watches , like baudrans by a rattan , Our sinfu ' saul to get a claut on Wi ' felon ire ; Syne , whip ! his tail ye'll ne'er cast saut on , He's aff ...
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... Ye ken yoursels , for little feck ! - Ye bonnie lasses , dight your een , For some o ' you hae tint a frien ' ; In Eighty - eight ye ken , was ta'en What ye'll ne'er hae to gie again . Observe the very nowte an ' sheep , How dowf and ...
... Ye ken yoursels , for little feck ! - Ye bonnie lasses , dight your een , For some o ' you hae tint a frien ' ; In Eighty - eight ye ken , was ta'en What ye'll ne'er hae to gie again . Observe the very nowte an ' sheep , How dowf and ...
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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.