Songs, Chiefly in the Scottish DialectJ. M'Kie, 1869 - 396 страница |
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... leave them out . We have , therefore , partly at the expense of our own convictions , given the whole , and redeemed our pledge . We cannot close this Preface better than by appending BURNS ' own words , which we found when collating ...
... leave them out . We have , therefore , partly at the expense of our own convictions , given the whole , and redeemed our pledge . We cannot close this Preface better than by appending BURNS ' own words , which we found when collating ...
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... leave me thus , my Katy O meikle thinks my love o ' my beauty Robert Bruce's Addrefs to his Army at Bannockburn ... leaves returning 79 80 82 83 84 86 87 89 Slow fpreads the gloom my foul defires Now in her green mantle blythe Nature ...
... leave me thus , my Katy O meikle thinks my love o ' my beauty Robert Bruce's Addrefs to his Army at Bannockburn ... leaves returning 79 80 82 83 84 86 87 89 Slow fpreads the gloom my foul defires Now in her green mantle blythe Nature ...
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... leave me 193 The Young Highland Rover 194 Raving winds around her blowing 195 Mufing on the roaring ocean 196 Tibbie Dunbar The Battle of Sherra - Moor Then Guidwife count the lawin It is na , Jean , thy bonie face Wha is that at my ...
... leave me 193 The Young Highland Rover 194 Raving winds around her blowing 195 Mufing on the roaring ocean 196 Tibbie Dunbar The Battle of Sherra - Moor Then Guidwife count the lawin It is na , Jean , thy bonie face Wha is that at my ...
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... my heart , If I conceal it langer . If thou refuse to pity me , If thou shalt love another , When yon green leaves fade frae the tree , Around my grave they'll wither . O SAW YE BONIE LESLEY . Air . THE COLLIER'S ( 15 )
... my heart , If I conceal it langer . If thou refuse to pity me , If thou shalt love another , When yon green leaves fade frae the tree , Around my grave they'll wither . O SAW YE BONIE LESLEY . Air . THE COLLIER'S ( 15 )
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... leave me thus , my Katy ? Canft thou leave me thus , my Katy ? Well thou know'ft my aching heart , And canft thou leave me thus for pity ? Is this thy plighted , fond regard Thus cruelly to ( 66.
... leave me thus , my Katy ? Canft thou leave me thus , my Katy ? Well thou know'ft my aching heart , And canft thou leave me thus for pity ? Is this thy plighted , fond regard Thus cruelly to ( 66.
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amang arms auld banks bear birds bloom blue blythe body bofom bonie braes breaſt charms CHORUS comes copies dear dearie e'en early fair fang Farewell fear fell fhall fing flowers Fortune frae fweet give Glaſgow glen green grows gude hame hand heart Here's Highland hill hour I'll ilka James John Kilmarnock king laddie laffie lafs land leave light live lo'es London look lover mair Mary maun meet mind mony morning ne'er never night o'er peace pleaſure poor pride round ſhall ſhe Street ſweet tears tell thee thing thou thought thro true wander weary weel wife wild Willie wilt wind winter woods wooing ye go young
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