The Songs of Robert Burns, Том 43Bell and Daldy, 1863 - 319 страница |
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... BANKS . " WAS even- -the dewy fields were green , On every blade the pearls hang ; The Zephyr wanton'd round the bean , And bore its fragrant sweets alang : In every glen the mavis sang , All Nature listening seem'd the while , Except ...
... BANKS . " WAS even- -the dewy fields were green , On every blade the pearls hang ; The Zephyr wanton'd round the bean , And bore its fragrant sweets alang : In every glen the mavis sang , All Nature listening seem'd the while , Except ...
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... banks o ' the Ayr , But by the sweet side o ' the Nith's winding river , Are lovers as faithful , and maidens as fair : To equal young Jessie seek Scotland all over ; To equal young Jessie you seek it in vain ; Grace , beauty , and ...
... banks o ' the Ayr , But by the sweet side o ' the Nith's winding river , Are lovers as faithful , and maidens as fair : To equal young Jessie seek Scotland all over ; To equal young Jessie you seek it in vain ; Grace , beauty , and ...
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... banks appear Like drumlie winter , dark and drear , While my dear lad maun face his faes , Far , far frae me and Logan Braes . Again the merry month o ' May Has made our hills and valleys gay ; The birds rejoice in leafy bowers , The ...
... banks appear Like drumlie winter , dark and drear , While my dear lad maun face his faes , Far , far frae me and Logan Braes . Again the merry month o ' May Has made our hills and valleys gay ; The birds rejoice in leafy bowers , The ...
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... , Thou for thine may choose me , Let me , lassie , quickly die , Trusting that thou lo'es me- Lassie , let me quickly die , Trusting that thou lo'es me . BANKS OF CREE . TUNE " THE FLOWERS OF EDINBURGH. OF BURNS . 25.
... , Thou for thine may choose me , Let me , lassie , quickly die , Trusting that thou lo'es me- Lassie , let me quickly die , Trusting that thou lo'es me . BANKS OF CREE . TUNE " THE FLOWERS OF EDINBURGH. OF BURNS . 25.
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Robert Burns. BANKS OF CREE . TUNE " THE FLOWERS OF EDINBURGH . " ERE is the glen , and here the bower , All underneath the birchen shade , The village - bell has ... banks of Cree . ; ON THE SEAS AND FAR AWAY . TUNE- " O'ER 26 26 THE SONGS.
Robert Burns. BANKS OF CREE . TUNE " THE FLOWERS OF EDINBURGH . " ERE is the glen , and here the bower , All underneath the birchen shade , The village - bell has ... banks of Cree . ; ON THE SEAS AND FAR AWAY . TUNE- " O'ER 26 26 THE SONGS.
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Amang arms auld banks bear birds bloom blue body bonnie bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast charms CHORUS comes dear dearie fair Farewell fell flower frae glen green grows guid hame hand happy hast head heart Here's Highland hills hope hour I'll ilka Jamie John kind King kiss laddie lass lassie leave light live lo'es look lord lover mair Mary maun meet monie morning ne'er never night o'er owre peace pleasure poor pride rose round seen sing sorrow spring stream sweet tear tell thee thing thou thought thyme true TUNE wander weary weel wife wild Willie wind winter woods young
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Страница 66 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony 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.