 Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a',  Poems Selected from the Works of Robert Burns - Страница 111написао/ла Robert Burns, Alexander Melville Bell - 1876 - 174 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 460 страница
...the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Mori son. Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed...and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', " Ye are na Mary Morison." O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1806 - 450 страница
...the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed...took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw. Tho' Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them... | |
 | 1809 - 574 страница
...another song} for Yestreen is far from being an unintelligible, and is moreover a very pretty word. ' Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha ? To thee my fancy look its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair and that was braw, And yon the... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1816 - 468 страница
...the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha'j To thee my i'aney took ils wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw. cS Tho' this was fair, and that... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1818 - 346 страница
...thee my faney took its wing, I sat, hut neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was hraw, And yon the toast of a' the town, 1 sigh'd, and said, amang them a', *. Ye are na Mury Murison." O Mary, eanst thou wr£ek his peaee, Wha for thy sake wad gladly die ? Or Canst thou... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 354 страница
...conclusion of the other is as follows. " Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed through the lighted ha', To thee my Fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw. Tho' this was fair, and that was bra', And yon the toast of a' the town, I sighed and said... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 274 страница
...the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed...or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And you the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', ' Ye arena Mary Morison.' O Mary, canst... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 418 страница
...the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed...neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was br . And you the toast of a' the towv O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad gladly... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1822 - 232 страница
...slippers. MAY MORISON enters singing. Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed through the lighted ha, To thee my fancy took its wing : I sat, but neither heard nor saw. (.Dresses her.) Eh ! help me, madam, you 've a martial look ; The bonnet fits you rarely —... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 464 страница
...the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison ! Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed...and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, ami said amang them a', " Ye arena Mary Morison." O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha... | |
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