Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Том 2T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 |
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Robert Hartley Cromek. COLLIER LADDIE . I Do not know a blyther old song than this . Whare live ye , my bonie lass , And tell me what they ca ' ye ? My name , she says , is Mistress Jean , And I follow the Collier laddie . See ye not yon ...
Robert Hartley Cromek. COLLIER LADDIE . I Do not know a blyther old song than this . Whare live ye , my bonie lass , And tell me what they ca ' ye ? My name , she says , is Mistress Jean , And I follow the Collier laddie . See ye not yon ...
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... er a sutor * sober . SINCE ROBB'D OF ALL THAT CHARM'D MY VIEWS . THE old name of this air is , The blossom o ' the Raspberry . The song is Dr. Blacklock's . A shoemaker . MUSING ON THE ROARING OCEAN . I COMPOSED these verses 10.
... er a sutor * sober . SINCE ROBB'D OF ALL THAT CHARM'D MY VIEWS . THE old name of this air is , The blossom o ' the Raspberry . The song is Dr. Blacklock's . A shoemaker . MUSING ON THE ROARING OCEAN . I COMPOSED these verses 10.
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... song and air are both by Dr. Blacklock ; song is in the manner of Shenstone . JOHNY FAA , OR THE GYPSIE LADDIE . THE people 13.
... song and air are both by Dr. Blacklock ; song is in the manner of Shenstone . JOHNY FAA , OR THE GYPSIE LADDIE . THE people 13.
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... song- The gypsies cam to my Lord Cassilis ' yett . They have a great many more stanzas in this song than I ever yet saw in any printed copy . * — * The Editor gives this verse as a specimen : - My ladie's skin , like the driven snaw ...
... song- The gypsies cam to my Lord Cassilis ' yett . They have a great many more stanzas in this song than I ever yet saw in any printed copy . * — * The Editor gives this verse as a specimen : - My ladie's skin , like the driven snaw ...
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... , contributed to perpetuate the remembrance of the transaction ; for if he wrote a song about it , she wrought it in tapestry ; and this piece of workmanship is still preserved at Culzean 1 And she came tripping down the stair , And a 15.
... , contributed to perpetuate the remembrance of the transaction ; for if he wrote a song about it , she wrought it in tapestry ; and this piece of workmanship is still preserved at Culzean 1 And she came tripping down the stair , And a 15.
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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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