The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... Flow gently , sweet Afton ....... Bonnie Bell Louis , what reck I by thee For the Sake o ' Somebody The lovely Lass of Inverness O May , thy Morn .... 0 , wat ye wha's in yon Town A red , red Rose ... A Vision Nae gentle Dames ... 114 ...
... Flow gently , sweet Afton ....... Bonnie Bell Louis , what reck I by thee For the Sake o ' Somebody The lovely Lass of Inverness O May , thy Morn .... 0 , wat ye wha's in yon Town A red , red Rose ... A Vision Nae gentle Dames ... 114 ...
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... flows .. 154 155 157 159 160 162 Green grow the Rashes 163 Again rejoicing nature sees 164 The gloomy night is gath'ring fast 166 From thee , Eliza , I must go 167 The Farewell 169 No churchman am I for to rail and to write 169 Highland ...
... flows .. 154 155 157 159 160 162 Green grow the Rashes 163 Again rejoicing nature sees 164 The gloomy night is gath'ring fast 166 From thee , Eliza , I must go 167 The Farewell 169 No churchman am I for to rail and to write 169 Highland ...
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... flow'rs , with all your dyes ? Ye blow upon the sod that wraps my friend : How can I to the tuneful song attend ? That strain flows round th ' untimely tomb where Riddel lies . Yes , pour , ye warblers , pour the notes of woe , And ...
... flow'rs , with all your dyes ? Ye blow upon the sod that wraps my friend : How can I to the tuneful song attend ? That strain flows round th ' untimely tomb where Riddel lies . Yes , pour , ye warblers , pour the notes of woe , And ...
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... flow'd . LINES , WRITTEN ON WINDOWS OF THE GLOBE TAVERN , DUMFRIES . THE graybeard , Old Wisdom , may boast of his treasures , Give me with gay Folly to live ; I grant him his calm - blooded , time - settled plea- But Folly has raptures ...
... flow'd . LINES , WRITTEN ON WINDOWS OF THE GLOBE TAVERN , DUMFRIES . THE graybeard , Old Wisdom , may boast of his treasures , Give me with gay Folly to live ; I grant him his calm - blooded , time - settled plea- But Folly has raptures ...
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... sun . But now thy flow'ry banks appear Like drumlie winter , dark and drear , While my dear lad maun face his faes , Far , far frae me and Logan braes . LOGAN BRAES . Again the merry month o ' May 62 Meg o' the Mill Logan Braes.
... sun . But now thy flow'ry banks appear Like drumlie winter , dark and drear , While my dear lad maun face his faes , Far , far frae me and Logan braes . LOGAN BRAES . Again the merry month o ' May 62 Meg o' the Mill Logan Braes.
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ain dear Amang auld auld lang syne banks birds Birks Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest blithe bloom bonnie blue Bonnie Doon bonnie lass bosom bower braes braw breast Burns CESSNOCK charms Chloris CHORUS claut daddie dearest dearie dimin DUMFRIES e'en e'er fair fairest Farewell Flow gently flowers fortune's frae glen green hame heart Highland ilka Jamie John Anderson John Barleycorn kiss lassie lo'es Lord Gregory love thee luve Mary Mauchline maun meikle mony morning nae mair naebody Nancy ne'er night o'er owre Phillis pleasure poison'd rantin roar ROB MORRIS sing Skelpin song sorrow sparklin spring stream sweet sweet Afton sweetly syne tear There's thine Thou hast thro tocher TUNE-The twa glancin wander wanton weary wee thing weel whistle wild Willie wind winna ye'll yon town young
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Էջ 129 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Էջ 177 - Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
Էջ 205 - 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 was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', 'Ye are na Mary Morison.
Էջ 142 - Had we never lov'd sae kindly Had we never lov'd sae blindly Never met - or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted!
Էջ 125 - Flow gently, sweet Afton ! among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays ! My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream — Flow gently, sweet Afton ! disturb not her dream ! THE SMILING SPRING.
Էջ 111 - John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither; And monie a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither: Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson, my jo.
Էջ 178 - Wear hoddin-grey 2 , and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a' that. For a
Էջ 129 - That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a
Էջ 175 - The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu...
Էջ 142 - AE fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever ! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me.