The songs of Scotland, ancient and modern; with an intr. and notes by A. Cunningham, Том 2Allan Cunningham 1825 |
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... head about the door : There's ane - and - forty wooing at her . She's got pendles in her lugs , Cockle - shells wad set her better ! High - heel'd shoon and siller tags , And a ' the lads are wooing at her . Be a lassie e'er sae black ...
... head about the door : There's ane - and - forty wooing at her . She's got pendles in her lugs , Cockle - shells wad set her better ! High - heel'd shoon and siller tags , And a ' the lads are wooing at her . Be a lassie e'er sae black ...
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... head . She laid a pillow ' neath my head , And served me wi ' due respect ; And to salute her wi ' a kiss , I put my arms about her neck . Her hair was like the links o ' gowd , Her teeth were like the ivory , Her cheeks like lilies ...
... head . She laid a pillow ' neath my head , And served me wi ' due respect ; And to salute her wi ' a kiss , I put my arms about her neck . Her hair was like the links o ' gowd , Her teeth were like the ivory , Her cheeks like lilies ...
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... head on my pillow ; Take aff , take aff these bridal weeds , And crown my careful head with willow . Pale tho ' thou art , yet best , yet best belov❜d , O could my warmth to life restore thee ; Yet lie all night between my breasts , No ...
... head on my pillow ; Take aff , take aff these bridal weeds , And crown my careful head with willow . Pale tho ' thou art , yet best , yet best belov❜d , O could my warmth to life restore thee ; Yet lie all night between my breasts , No ...
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... head upon her hand , She found her vital spirits fail , And senses at a stand . Sylvander then began to melt : But ere the word was given , The heavy hand of death she felt , And sigh'd her soul to heaven . These verses are by David ...
... head upon her hand , She found her vital spirits fail , And senses at a stand . Sylvander then began to melt : But ere the word was given , The heavy hand of death she felt , And sigh'd her soul to heaven . These verses are by David ...
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... head , Aff my head , aff my head ; I'll take the curchie aff my head , And row't about the feetie o't . The tune is a popular hornpipe air , to which all the youth of Nithsdale have danced , under the name of SCOTTISH SONGS . 127.
... head , Aff my head , aff my head ; I'll take the curchie aff my head , And row't about the feetie o't . The tune is a popular hornpipe air , to which all the youth of Nithsdale have danced , under the name of SCOTTISH SONGS . 127.
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aboon ALLAN CUNNINGHAM Allan Ramsay amang ancient auld baith Baloo beauty bird birks birks of Aberfeldy blaw blithe bloom boatie rows bonnie lassie bosom braes of Yarrow braw breast Burns busk canna cauld charms cheek cobite dance dear dearie dearie-o Donald Macgillavry e'en e'er fair flowers frae gang Geordie glen green gude hame heard heart heaven highland house of Stuart ilka Invermay Jacobite James Hogg Jamie Johnie king kiss laddie lady lass lo'e Lochaber lover lyric maid maiden Mary maun merry mither mony morning mourn nae mair naething ne'er never night Nithsdale o'er old song Peggy pleasure poet Ramsay's says Scotland Scottish sigh sing smiles sorrow sung sweet thee There's thou verses weel weep whigs wife Willie wish wooing wyson Yarrow young youth
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