 | Robert Burns - 1834 - 236 страница
...and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor • How blithely wad I bide the stoure. A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to (he trembling string, The dance gacd thro' the lighted ha'. To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat,... | |
 | Robert Burns, Allan Cunningham - 1834 - 370 страница
...smiles and glances let me see That make the miser's treasure poor : How blithely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. II. Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took... | |
 | 1835 - 418 страница
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blythely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...Yestreen, when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw ; Tho' this... | |
 | England - 1835 - 794 страница
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blythely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...Yestreen, when to the- trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard uor saw ; Tho' this... | |
 | Robert Burns, John Gibson Lockhart - 1837 - 628 страница
...smiles ind glances let me ase That nuke the miser's treasure poor. How blythely wid I byde the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Miry Mor ¡«on ! To thee my fancy took it« wing— 1 sat, but neither heard nor saw. Though this... | |
 | John Aikin - 1838 - 750 страница
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor: How blithely wad I hide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun : Could I the rich reward...thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw: Though this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said... | |
 | John Aikin - 1838 - 796 страница
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blithely wad I bide the stoure, 's wild, seraphic fire ; Or other holy seers that...theme, How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed ; Though this was fair, and that wag braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said among... | |
 | John Aikin, John Frost - 1838 - 752 страница
...smiles and glances let me sec, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blithely wad I hide the stoure, tbrough the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heasd or saw i Though this... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1838 - 564 страница
...down to immortality ; listen to her lover : ' Yestreen, when to the trembling string, The dance gacd through the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sighed, and iaid amang... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1838 - 566 страница
...listen to her lover : ' Yestreen, when to the trembling string, The dance gaed through the lighted na', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sighed, and said amang... | |
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It is the wish'd, the trysted hour! Those smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor: How... 
