The pocket encyclopedia of Scottish, English, and Irish songs, selected from the works of the most eminent poets; with original pieces, and notes, Том 11816 |
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... sweet myrtles , let foreign lands reckon , Where bright beaming summers exhale their perfume ; Far dearer to me yon lone glen o ' green breckan , Wi ' the burn stealing under the lang yellow broom . Far dearer to me yon humble broom ...
... sweet myrtles , let foreign lands reckon , Where bright beaming summers exhale their perfume ; Far dearer to me yon lone glen o ' green breckan , Wi ' the burn stealing under the lang yellow broom . Far dearer to me yon humble broom ...
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... sweet , Aught o ' the care I hae to meet , That gars my restless bosom beat , My only jo and dearie , O. When we were bairnies on yon brae , And youth was blinkin bonnie , O , Aft we wad daff the li'elang day , Our joys fu ' sweet and ...
... sweet , Aught o ' the care I hae to meet , That gars my restless bosom beat , My only jo and dearie , O. When we were bairnies on yon brae , And youth was blinkin bonnie , O , Aft we wad daff the li'elang day , Our joys fu ' sweet and ...
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... sweet Highland Mary . Wi ' monie a vow , and lock'd embrace , Our parting was fu ' tender , And pledging aft to meet again , We tore ourselves asunder . But , Oh ! fell death's untimely frost , That nipt my flower sae early ! Now ...
... sweet Highland Mary . Wi ' monie a vow , and lock'd embrace , Our parting was fu ' tender , And pledging aft to meet again , We tore ourselves asunder . But , Oh ! fell death's untimely frost , That nipt my flower sae early ! Now ...
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... sweet river , Thy banks , purest stream , shall be dear to me ever : For there I first gain'd the affection and favour Of Jamie the glory and pride of the Dee . But now he's gone from me , and left me thus mourning , To quell the proud ...
... sweet river , Thy banks , purest stream , shall be dear to me ever : For there I first gain'd the affection and favour Of Jamie the glory and pride of the Dee . But now he's gone from me , and left me thus mourning , To quell the proud ...
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... sweet to see The little lambkins play , Whilst my dear lad , alang wi ' me , Did kindly walk this way . On yon green bank wild flow'rs he pou'd , To busk my bosom braw ; Sweet , sweet he talk'd , and aft he vow'd , But now he's far awa ...
... sweet to see The little lambkins play , Whilst my dear lad , alang wi ' me , Did kindly walk this way . On yon green bank wild flow'rs he pou'd , To busk my bosom braw ; Sweet , sweet he talk'd , and aft he vow'd , But now he's far awa ...
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aboon alang amang auld langsyne auld Robin Gray baith banks bannocks Bard barley bree beautiful birken Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw bloom blythe bonnie lassie bosom braw breast BURNS busk Caledonia canna cantie cauld charms coggie dear dearie e'en e'er fair Farewell flowers frae friends gang glen green gude hame happy heart Highland laddie hills ilka Jamie Jean Jockie John Anderson Johnnie kiss laird lass lo'ed Logan braes loo'd lover Maggie maid Mary maun mind monie morning muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er onie owre plaid pleasure ROBERT TANNAHILL Roslin Castle sang scenes Scottish simmer sing smile snaw song tear thee There's thou thro TUNE verses wander weel Whan whare wild wind winna wooing young young Jessie
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Страница 33 - MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent ; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
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Страница 18 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand or freeman fa', Let him follow me!
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Страница 162 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer, A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!
Страница 25 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
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