Songs, Chiefly in the Scottish DialectJ. M'Kie, 1869 - 396 страница |
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... Amang the trees The gowden locks of Anna The heather was blooming Why , why tell thy lover Lines on a Ploughman The Fête Champetre Adown winding Nith 357 359 362 363 364 366 367 368 369 372 O wat ye what my minnie did 374 Lucklefs ...
... Amang the trees The gowden locks of Anna The heather was blooming Why , why tell thy lover Lines on a Ploughman The Fête Champetre Adown winding Nith 357 359 362 363 364 366 367 368 369 372 O wat ye what my minnie did 374 Lucklefs ...
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... amang the new hay ; As blythe and as artless as the lambs on the lea , And dear to my heart as the light to my e'e . But oh , she's an heiress , auld Robin's a laird ; And my daddie has nought but a cot - house and yard : A wooer like ...
... amang the new hay ; As blythe and as artless as the lambs on the lea , And dear to my heart as the light to my e'e . But oh , she's an heiress , auld Robin's a laird ; And my daddie has nought but a cot - house and yard : A wooer like ...
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... dare na weel be seen ; O love will venture in , where wisdom ance has been ; But I will down yon river rove amang the wood fae green , And a ' to pu ' a pofie to my ain dear May . C The primrose I will pu ' , the firstling o ( 17 )
... dare na weel be seen ; O love will venture in , where wisdom ance has been ; But I will down yon river rove amang the wood fae green , And a ' to pu ' a pofie to my ain dear May . C The primrose I will pu ' , the firstling o ( 17 )
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... amang the wild flowers , A - listening the linnet , oft wanders my JEAN . Tho ' rich is the breeze in their gay , funny vallies , And cauld , Caledonia's blaft on the wave ; Their fweet - fcented woodlands that skirt the proud palace ...
... amang the wild flowers , A - listening the linnet , oft wanders my JEAN . Tho ' rich is the breeze in their gay , funny vallies , And cauld , Caledonia's blaft on the wave ; Their fweet - fcented woodlands that skirt the proud palace ...
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... Amang the fresh , green leaves bedew'd , Awake the early morning . So thou , dear bird , young Jeany fair , On trembling string , or vocal air , Shalt fweetly pay the tender care That tents thy early morning . So thou , sweet rose - bud ...
... Amang the fresh , green leaves bedew'd , Awake the early morning . So thou , dear bird , young Jeany fair , On trembling string , or vocal air , Shalt fweetly pay the tender care That tents thy early morning . So thou , sweet rose - bud ...
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aboon amang banks bannocks barley bree beſt birks of Aberfeldy blaſt blaw bleft blythe bofom bonie blue Bonie laffie bonie lafs braes braw breaſt BURNS charms CHORUS dearie Devon e'en Eppie fair fang Farewell feen fhall fhe's fing firſt flowers fome forrow frae ftill fummer fweet Glaſgow glen green gude hame heart Here's a health Highland Highland laddie houſe ilka Jamie John Katie kifs Kilmarnock kiſs laddie laſs LASSIE laſt lo'e Lynedoch Street Mary maun mony morning muſt nae mair ne'er never night o'er parcel of rogues Phely pleaſure pofie ſay ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould ſmile ſpring ſtill ſtream Street ſweet thee thro thyme tocher treaſure weary wee thing weel weft whigs whiſtle wife Willie wind wooing o't wyte ye go ye'll
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