Poems, Том 2trustees of the late James Morison, 1811 |
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... O for the and twentie , Tam " 66 Song 46. " O leeze me on my spinnin wheel " \ . Song 47. In summer , when the hay was mawn ” " Turn again , thou fair Eliza " CONTENTS OF VOL . II . Song 53. " Wilt vi CONTENTS OF VOL . II .
... O for the and twentie , Tam " 66 Song 46. " O leeze me on my spinnin wheel " \ . Song 47. In summer , when the hay was mawn ” " Turn again , thou fair Eliza " CONTENTS OF VOL . II . Song 53. " Wilt vi CONTENTS OF VOL . II .
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... fair and fause that causes my smart ” 149 Song 55. " Flow gently , sweet Afton , among thy green braes " · Song 56. " Where Cart rins rowin to the sea " Song 57. " My heart is sair , I darena tell " Song 58. " The lovely lass o ...
... fair and fause that causes my smart ” 149 Song 55. " Flow gently , sweet Afton , among thy green braes " · Song 56. " Where Cart rins rowin to the sea " Song 57. " My heart is sair , I darena tell " Song 58. " The lovely lass o ...
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... Fair play , he car'd na deils a boddle . But Maggie stood right sair astonish'd , Till , by the heel and hand admonish'd , She ventur'd forward on the light ; And , vow ! Tam saw an unco sight ! Warlocks and witches in a dance ; Nae ...
... Fair play , he car'd na deils a boddle . But Maggie stood right sair astonish'd , Till , by the heel and hand admonish'd , She ventur'd forward on the light ; And , vow ! Tam saw an unco sight ! Warlocks and witches in a dance ; Nae ...
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... : Death tears the brother of her love From Isabella's arms . Sweetly deckt with pearly dew The morning rose may blow ; But cold successive noontide blasts May lay its beauties low . Fair on Isabella's morn The sun propitious smil'd ; But ...
... : Death tears the brother of her love From Isabella's arms . Sweetly deckt with pearly dew The morning rose may blow ; But cold successive noontide blasts May lay its beauties low . Fair on Isabella's morn The sun propitious smil'd ; But ...
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Robert Burns. Fair on Isabella's morn The sun propitious smil'd ; But , long ere noon , succeeding clouds Succeeding hopes beguil❜d . Fate oft tears the bosom chords That nature finest strung : So Isabella's heart was form'd , And so ...
Robert Burns. Fair on Isabella's morn The sun propitious smil'd ; But , long ere noon , succeeding clouds Succeeding hopes beguil❜d . Fate oft tears the bosom chords That nature finest strung : So Isabella's heart was form'd , And so ...
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admiration ain dear Amang ance auld Ayrshire bard birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest Blythe Bonny lassie bosom braes braw John Highlandman brunstane character charms CHORUS claut daddie dearest dearie e'en e'er elekit fair Flow gently flowers frae Francis lay gallant gear genius Glen grace gude ha'e hame happy heart heaven herds Highland humour ilka John Anderson Kilmarnock Lal de daudle Lal de lal lass lave o't love thee luve mair Mauchline maun meikle merry ploughboy mind mony muse ne'er never night o'er owre the lave play'd pleasure poem poet poor racters RECITATIVO roar ROB MORRIS ROBERT BURNS Shanter Sing skelpin sodger laddie SONG soul Strathspey sweet Afton taste thegither There's thou thro Tibbie tion wander weel whistle owre wild Willie wind ye'll yon town
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