 | Robert Burns - 1834 - 236 страница
...o' sleepless pain ! Thou golden time o' youthful prime, Why com'st thou not again ? JOHN JJfDERSOJV, MY JO. JOHN ANDERSON, my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks vverfe like the raven, Your bonie brow was brent ; But now your brow is held, John, Your locks are... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1835 - 440 страница
...Mrs R. after residing some time in Liverpool, is settled with her hushand iu New York, North America. JOHN ANDERSON MY JO. JOHN ANDERSON, my jo, John, When...first acquent. Your locks were like the raven, Your honnie hrow was hrent ; But now your hrow is held, John, Your locks are like the snaw -. But hlessings... | |
 | 1835 - 418 страница
...passion ; his tenderness is more heartfelt, his expression more exquisite."] JOHN ANDERSON. ROBBKT BURNS. John Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonny brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings... | |
 | Charles Lesingham Smith - 1837 - 376 страница
...in the language of that exquisite ballad : / John Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first sequent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is bald, John, Your locks are like the snow ; M 242 JOURNAL OF A But blessings on your frosty pow, John... | |
 | John Aikin - 1838 - 750 страница
...or green, There's not a honnie hird that sings, But minds me o' my Jean. JOHN ANDERSON MY JO. JOHH ANDERSON my jo, John, When we were first acquent; Your locks were like the raven, Your honnie brow was brent; But now your brow is held, John, Your locks are like the snaw; But blessings... | |
 | John Aikin, John Frost - 1838 - 752 страница
...green, There's not a bonnie bird that sings, But minds me o' my Jean. JOHN ANDERSON MY JO. Jomr AHDERSOS the rising piers : Our warlock rhymer instantly descried The sprites that owr bonruc brow was bleat ; But now your brow is held, John, Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings... | |
 | 1843 - 582 страница
...listen, with your attention roused, you will be struck by them as you never have been before : — ' John Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, And your bonnie brow was brent. But now your brow is held, John, Your locks are like the snaw, Yet... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1844 - 336 страница
...dribble, drizzle; cranreuclt, hoar frost; lane, alone ; aft, often ; a-gley, wrong. JOHN ANDERSON. My Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first acquent,...Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is bald, John, Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, my jo.... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1844 - 680 страница
...dribble, drizzle; cranreuch, hoar frost; lane, alone ; aft, often ; a-gky, wrong. JOHN ANDERSON. My Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first acquent,...Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is bald, John, Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, my jo.... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1844 - 334 страница
...; aft, often ; a-gley, wrong. JOHN ANDERSON. My Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first aequent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is bald, John, Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, my jo.... | |
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JOHN ANDERSON 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... 
