The Scottish Songs, Том 1Robert Chambers Ballantyne, 1829 - 370 страница |
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... bank of which he had afterwards to de- scend , along with his army , before he could lay siege to Berwick . When he first summoned the town to surrender , the defenders were so confident , that they would listen to no terms he could ...
... bank of which he had afterwards to de- scend , along with his army , before he could lay siege to Berwick . When he first summoned the town to surrender , the defenders were so confident , that they would listen to no terms he could ...
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... bank wes blomit brycht . Owirfute and Orliance are mentioned , in a curious poem on the Laying of a Ghaist , ' in the Bannatyne MS . , which begins- Listis , lordis , I sall you tell . Lutecok is mentioned in Mr Constable's Cantus of ...
... bank wes blomit brycht . Owirfute and Orliance are mentioned , in a curious poem on the Laying of a Ghaist , ' in the Bannatyne MS . , which begins- Listis , lordis , I sall you tell . Lutecok is mentioned in Mr Constable's Cantus of ...
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... banks that bloom , and every brae ; And fare and flee ower every firth , Through gladness of this lusty May . And lovers all that are in care , To their ladies they do repair , In fresh mornings before the day ; And are in mirth aye ...
... banks that bloom , and every brae ; And fare and flee ower every firth , Through gladness of this lusty May . And lovers all that are in care , To their ladies they do repair , In fresh mornings before the day ; And are in mirth aye ...
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... bank , thou blu- mest fair , " is mentioned in a book of date 1605 , ( see note to the song so called , in this Collection , ) and as the incident by which the reference to it is introdu- ced , is stated to have occurred " of late years ...
... bank , thou blu- mest fair , " is mentioned in a book of date 1605 , ( see note to the song so called , in this Collection , ) and as the incident by which the reference to it is introdu- ced , is stated to have occurred " of late years ...
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... banks bloom best . Haill , gowke , how many years . The mavis on a tree she sat , Sing with notes clear . . Joly Robin , Goe to the greenwood to thy lemane . · Titbore , tatbore , what corn maw ye ? · Aiken brake at barnes door . · What ...
... banks bloom best . Haill , gowke , how many years . The mavis on a tree she sat , Sing with notes clear . . Joly Robin , Goe to the greenwood to thy lemane . · Titbore , tatbore , what corn maw ye ? · Aiken brake at barnes door . · What ...
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ain true love Allan Allan water Amang baith ballad baloo banks beautiful Birks of Aberfeldy blythe boatie rows bonnie lassie braes braw BURNS canna cauld Charlie Complaynt of Scotland dance dear dearie Donald Macgillavry doun e'en e'er Edinburgh fair Farewell flowers frae gane gang Gilderoy glen green gude gudewife hame heart Herd's Collection Highland Highland laddie hills ilka Jacobite Jamie Jenny Jock John Tod Johnnie king kiss laddie lady laird lass lo'e Lochaber lover Maggie maun merry mony muir nae mair nane ne'er never o'er ower padda Pinkie House puir Ramsay Rob Morris sang Scotland Scots Scottish Scottish song sing sweet Syne Tea-Table Miscellany thee There's thou tune TUNE-The verses wadna weel Whigs wife Willie wooer ye're yestreen young
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