 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 nor 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', 'Ye...  The Poetical Works of Robert Burns - Страница 20написао/ла Robert Burns - 1893 - 1 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 460 страница
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor: How blythly wad I bide 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 thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1806 - 450 страница
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blythly wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...thee my fancy 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... | |
 | 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
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blithly wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...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... | |
 | 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...neither heard nor saw. Tho' this was fair, and that was bra', And yon the toast of a' the town, I sighed and said among them a', . Ye are na' Mary Morison."... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 338 страница
...Yestreen, when to the tremblingwstring The dance gaed through the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took us 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 among them a', Ye are na' Mary Morison."... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 418 страница
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor: How blithly wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was br . And you the toast of a' the towv O Mary, canst thou... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 274 страница
...collection. It deserves, however, to be preserved. MARY MORISON. 201 How blithely wad I bid the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And you the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said... | |
 | 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 — the sword,... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 464 страница
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blithely wad I bid the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...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, ami said... | |
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