The Scottish Songs, Том 1Robert Chambers Ballantyne, 1829 - 370 страница |
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... o'er the lee , 531 Saw ye my father , 523 Saw ye my Peggy , Scornfu ' Nancy , 554 198 Scotia's sons hae aye been free , 39 Scroggam , 644 See the smoking bowl before us , 517 She's fair and fause , 387 She rose and let me in , 315 She ...
... o'er the lee , 531 Saw ye my father , 523 Saw ye my Peggy , Scornfu ' Nancy , 554 198 Scotia's sons hae aye been free , 39 Scroggam , 644 See the smoking bowl before us , 517 She's fair and fause , 387 She rose and let me in , 315 She ...
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... o'er the welkin steals , When John and me were married , When she cam ben she bobbit , When the sun gaes down , Where shall the lover rest , • Whistle and I'll come to you , my lad , Whistle ower the lave o't , Widow , are ye waukin ...
... o'er the welkin steals , When John and me were married , When she cam ben she bobbit , When the sun gaes down , Where shall the lover rest , • Whistle and I'll come to you , my lad , Whistle ower the lave o't , Widow , are ye waukin ...
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... o'er muckle ; -mair delyte She'd given clad wi ' naething . We lean'd upon a flowery brae , By which a burnie trotted ; On her I glowr'd my soul away , While on her sweets I doated . A thousand beauties of desert Before had scarce alarm ...
... o'er muckle ; -mair delyte She'd given clad wi ' naething . We lean'd upon a flowery brae , By which a burnie trotted ; On her I glowr'd my soul away , While on her sweets I doated . A thousand beauties of desert Before had scarce alarm ...
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... o'er the moorland whistles shrill ; Wi ' wild , unequal , wandering step , I meet him on the dewy hill . And when the lark , ' tween light and dark , Blithe waukens by the daisy's side , B And mounts and sings on fluttering wings , A woe ...
... o'er the moorland whistles shrill ; Wi ' wild , unequal , wandering step , I meet him on the dewy hill . And when the lark , ' tween light and dark , Blithe waukens by the daisy's side , B And mounts and sings on fluttering wings , A woe ...
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... o'er us for a curse , And we have done wi ' thriving . A foreign Whiggish loon bought seeds , In Scottish yird to cover ; But we'll pu ' a ' his dibbled leeks , And pack him to Hanover . Our ancient crown's fa'n i ' the dust , Deil ...
... o'er us for a curse , And we have done wi ' thriving . A foreign Whiggish loon bought seeds , In Scottish yird to cover ; But we'll pu ' a ' his dibbled leeks , And pack him to Hanover . Our ancient crown's fa'n i ' the dust , Deil ...
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Allan Allan water amang auld baith ballad baloo banks beautiful Birks of Aberfeldy blythe boatie rows bonnie lassie braes braw BURNS canna cauld Complaynt of Scotland dance dear dearie Donald Macgillavry doun Dumbarton's Drums e'en e'er Edinburgh fair Farewell flowers frae gane gang Gilderoy glen green gude gudeman gudewife hame heart Herd's Collection Highland Highland laddie hills ilka Jacobite Jenny John Tod Johnnie king kiss laddie lady laird lass lo'e Lochaber lover maun merry mony nae mair nane ne'er never o'er ower padda Pinkie House puir Ramsay Rob Morris sang Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum Scottish song sing sung sweet Tea-Table Miscellany thee There's thou toun tune TUNE-The wadna weel Whigs wife Willie ye're yestreen young
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Страница 19 - 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. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy; Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met - or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Страница 290 - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! " Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! " Ayr gurgling kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green, The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptured scene.
Страница 234 - But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
Страница 289 - Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? Vol.
Страница 290 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ! Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.
Страница 234 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide,- And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Страница 246 - Soft shall be his pillow. There, through the summer day, Cool streams are laving : There, while the tempests sway, Scarce are boughs waving...
Страница liv - At the end of the seventeenth and the beginning of the eighteenth century...
Страница 131 - I've heard them lilting, at our ewe-milking Lasses a' lilting before dawn of day : But now they are moaning, on ilka green loaning, The Flowers of the forest are a
Страница 121 - I do confess thou'rt smooth and fair, And I might have gone near to love thee ; Had I not found the slightest prayer That lips could speak had power to move thee : But I can let thee now alone, As worthy to be loved by none.