Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Том 2T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 |
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... fear , Nae sic may Duncan feel . Hark ! hark ! or was it but the wind , That through the ha ' did sing ; Hark ! hark ! agen , a warlike sound , The black woods round do ring . " Tis na for naught , bauld Duncan cry'd , 75.
... fear , Nae sic may Duncan feel . Hark ! hark ! or was it but the wind , That through the ha ' did sing ; Hark ! hark ! agen , a warlike sound , The black woods round do ring . " Tis na for naught , bauld Duncan cry'd , 75.
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... round ; And now between the meeting faes Was little space of ground . But wha is she that rins sae fast ? Her feet nae stap they find ; Sae swiftly rides the milky cloud , Upo ' the simmer's wind . Her face a mantle screen'd afore , She ...
... round ; And now between the meeting faes Was little space of ground . But wha is she that rins sae fast ? Her feet nae stap they find ; Sae swiftly rides the milky cloud , Upo ' the simmer's wind . Her face a mantle screen'd afore , She ...
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... round him blaw , The gard'ner wi ' his paidle . When purple morning starts the hare To steal upon her early fare ; Then thro ' the dews he maun repair , The gard❜ner wi ' his paidle . When day expiring in the west , The curtain draws ...
... round him blaw , The gard'ner wi ' his paidle . When purple morning starts the hare To steal upon her early fare ; Then thro ' the dews he maun repair , The gard❜ner wi ' his paidle . When day expiring in the west , The curtain draws ...
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... round , Made heart and heel leap light as bounding roe . Alas ! no more shall we behold that look So venerable , yet so blent with mirth , And festive joy sedate ; that ancient garb Unvaried , -tartan hose , and bonnet blue ! No more ...
... round , Made heart and heel leap light as bounding roe . Alas ! no more shall we behold that look So venerable , yet so blent with mirth , And festive joy sedate ; that ancient garb Unvaried , -tartan hose , and bonnet blue ! No more ...
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... round my heart the ties are bound ; That heart transpierc'd with many a wound , These bleed afresh , those ties I tear , To leave the bonie banks of Ayr . Farewel , old Coila's hills and dales , Her heathy moors and winding vales ; The ...
... round my heart the ties are bound ; That heart transpierc'd with many a wound , These bleed afresh , those ties I tear , To leave the bonie banks of Ayr . Farewel , old Coila's hills and dales , Her heathy moors and winding vales ; The ...
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amang auld lang syne baith ballad Blythe bonie lass bosom braes Burns CALIFORNIA LIBRARY canna cauld Child Maurice COCKPEN crookit horn cry'd dear dearie dinna e'er Edinburgh Ewie fair Findlay frae Fy let gallant gang gangrel grows bonnie wi gude gypsie laddie hame heart Highland Hughie Graham Jamie Johny Jolly Beggars kebars lady laird lassie Leader-Haughs Lord maun meikle merry mony morning Nansy ne'er never night O'er the moor old song owre poem Rob Roy ROBERT BURNS rue grows bonnie sang Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum sing snaw sodger laddie stanza sweet sword thee thou thro thyme Tibbie tune UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA verse warn Watty weel whare wife Willie wither'd Woo'd and married Yarrow ye'll ye're young
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