The Songs and Ballads of Cumberland: To which are Added Dialect and Other Poems ; with Biographical Sketches, Notes, and GlossarySidney Gilpin G. Routledge, 1866 - 560 էջ |
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... . • · 315 316 · 318 · 320 . • • 322 • · 323 First Luive Lal Stephen The Bashfu ' Wooer The Aunty Croglin Watty . · · 324 . · 325 • · 327 • · 329 · · 330 Jenny's Complaint Matthew Macree Feckless Wully The Bleckell Murry - xi .
... . • · 315 316 · 318 · 320 . • • 322 • · 323 First Luive Lal Stephen The Bashfu ' Wooer The Aunty Croglin Watty . · · 324 . · 325 • · 327 • · 329 · · 330 Jenny's Complaint Matthew Macree Feckless Wully The Bleckell Murry - xi .
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... Wully The Bleckell Murry - Neet The Thuirsby Witch The Peck o ' Punch The Village Gang Gwordie Gill . A Wife for Wully Miller Burgh Races . Canny auld Cummerlan ' Tib and her Maister • xii . · 333 · 335 · 337 · · 338 • • 341 • · 343 ...
... Wully The Bleckell Murry - Neet The Thuirsby Witch The Peck o ' Punch The Village Gang Gwordie Gill . A Wife for Wully Miller Burgh Races . Canny auld Cummerlan ' Tib and her Maister • xii . · 333 · 335 · 337 · · 338 • • 341 • · 343 ...
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... Wully bashfu ' - Wully spy'd A pair of scissors at the lass's side ; Thar lowsed , he sleely dropped the spinnel down- And what said Betty ? -Betty struive to frown ; Up flew her hand to souse the cow'ring lad , But ah , I thought it ...
... Wully bashfu ' - Wully spy'd A pair of scissors at the lass's side ; Thar lowsed , he sleely dropped the spinnel down- And what said Betty ? -Betty struive to frown ; Up flew her hand to souse the cow'ring lad , But ah , I thought it ...
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... And if it isn't yen o ' they , I ' faikins , I hae miss'd it ! ' Jamaica .- ' St Christopher's ; called by the sailors St Kit's And peer auld Wully's telt his teale ; He'll niver Miss Blamire of Thackwood . 55 The Meeting.
... And if it isn't yen o ' they , I ' faikins , I hae miss'd it ! ' Jamaica .- ' St Christopher's ; called by the sailors St Kit's And peer auld Wully's telt his teale ; He'll niver Miss Blamire of Thackwood . 55 The Meeting.
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... Wully's telt his teale ; He'll niver tell anudder ! And they've been up wi ' uncle Megs , To wreyte it till his brudder : For he was varra nwotishin ' Of ought that Wully wanted ; And mony time wad wreyte and tell They wadn't see him ...
... Wully's telt his teale ; He'll niver tell anudder ! And they've been up wi ' uncle Megs , To wreyte it till his brudder : For he was varra nwotishin ' Of ought that Wully wanted ; And mony time wad wreyte and tell They wadn't see him ...
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The Songs and Ballads of Cumberland: To which are Added Dialect and Other ... Sidney Gilpin Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1866 |
The Songs and Ballads of Cumberland: To which are Added Dialect and Other ... Sidney Gilpin Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1866 |
The Songs and Ballads of Cumberland, to which are Added Dialect and Other ... Sydney Gilpin Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1866 |
Common terms and phrases
amang anudder auld lang seyne baith ballads beath Blamire's bonny Carel Carlisle cou'd cried Cumberland dear deil Derry Dick duin e'en e'er ev'ry fadder fair feace feyne frae fwok gang geate Gilpin heame heart Hethersgill I'th Jemmy Jenny John Peel Jwohnie lads lasses lassie leet leyfe leyke luik luik'd luive maun meade Miss Blamire monie mudder mysel nae mair ne'er neame neet neist never niver nobbet nought o'er o'th onie owre peer reet roun Sadler's Sally Gray Scaleby sigh sing Skinburness song suin sweet tear tell teyme thee There's thing thou thou's thought thro Tom Linton tuik turn'd Twas twea varra wark warl weary weel weyfe whea Wheyle whum Wigton Willie Wully yence young
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Էջ 449 - Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray: And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see at break of day . The solitary child. No mate, no comrade Lucy knew; She dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door!
Էջ 448 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Էջ 448 - Than years of toiling reason : Our minds shall drink at every pore The spirit of the season. Some silent laws our hearts will make, Which they shall long obey: We for the year to come may take Our temper from to-day. And from the blessed power that rolls About, below, above, We'll frame the measure of our souls : They shall be tuned to love. Then come, my Sister ! come, I pray, With speed put on your woodland dress ; And bring no book : for this one day We'll give to idleness.
Էջ 451 - I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sat reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind.
Էջ 459 - THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BY A FEMALE FRIEND. THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind sings a doleful song ; Then hush again upon my breast ; All merry things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty Love ! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth ; There's nothing stirring in the house Save one wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou ? Nay! start not at that sparkling light; 'Tis but the moon that shines so bright On the window-pane bedropped...
Էջ 455 - No — man is dear to man ; the poorest poor Long for some moments in a weary life •' When they can know and feel that they have been, Themselves, the fathers and the dealers out Of some small blessings ; have been kind to such As needed kindness, for this single cause, That we have all of us one human heart.
Էջ 477 - He has ta'en the table wi' his hand, He garr'd the red wine spring on hie — "Now Christ's curse on my head," he said, "But avenged of Lord Scroope I'll be!
Էջ 481 - Then shoulder high with shout and cry We bore him down the ladder lang; At every stride Red Rowan made, I wot the Kinmont's aims played clang. 'O mony a time,
Էջ 481 - We scarce had won the Staneshaw-bank, When a' the Carlisle bells were rung, And a thousand men on horse and foot Cam' wi' the keen Lord Scroope along. Buccleuch has turned to Eden Water, Even where it flowed frae bank to brim, And he has plunged in wi' a' his band, And safely swam them through the stream.
Էջ 506 - The bridesmen flock'd round Lucy dead, And all the village w,ept. Confusion, shame, remorse, despair, At once his bosom swell : The damps of death bedew'd his brow, He shook, he groan'd, he fell. From the vain bride, ah, bride no more ! The varying crimson fled, "When, stretch'd before her rival's corse, She saw her husband dead.