The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... Highland Rover ...... Raving Winds around her blowing 85 86 87 88 88 89 91 92 92 93 94 94 95 96 Musing on the roaring Ocean 96 ........ A Rose - bud by my early Walk ..... Blithe was she Where , braving angry Winter's Storms 97 98 99 ...
... Highland Rover ...... Raving Winds around her blowing 85 86 87 88 88 89 91 92 92 93 94 94 95 96 Musing on the roaring Ocean 96 ........ A Rose - bud by my early Walk ..... Blithe was she Where , braving angry Winter's Storms 97 98 99 ...
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... Highland Mary .. 170 Auld Lang Syne ...... 171 Bannockburn . 172 For a ' that and a ' that 173 Dainty Davie ....... How cruel are the Parents To Mr. Cunningham Why , why tell thy Lover Clarinda ... 174 175 176 177 178 The gallant Weaver ...
... Highland Mary .. 170 Auld Lang Syne ...... 171 Bannockburn . 172 For a ' that and a ' that 173 Dainty Davie ....... How cruel are the Parents To Mr. Cunningham Why , why tell thy Lover Clarinda ... 174 175 176 177 178 The gallant Weaver ...
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... Highland welcome . INSCRIPTION TO THE MEMORY OF FERGUSSON . HERE LIES ROBERT FERGUSSON , POET , Born , September 5th , 1751 - Died , 15th October , 1774 . No sculptured marble here , nor pompous lay , ' No storied urn nor animated bust ...
... Highland welcome . INSCRIPTION TO THE MEMORY OF FERGUSSON . HERE LIES ROBERT FERGUSSON , POET , Born , September 5th , 1751 - Died , 15th October , 1774 . No sculptured marble here , nor pompous lay , ' No storied urn nor animated bust ...
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... Highland pride , And Highland scab Verses written on a Window of the Inn at Carron Epigram on the Author's Treatment at an NNN 2* *NN 2888888 21.
... Highland pride , And Highland scab Verses written on a Window of the Inn at Carron Epigram on the Author's Treatment at an NNN 2* *NN 2888888 21.
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Including Translations ... British poets. There's naething here but Highland pride , And Highland scab and hunger ; If Providence has sent me here , ' Twas surely in an anger . LINES WRITTEN BY BURNS , WHILE ON HIS DEATH - BED , TO JOHN ...
Including Translations ... British poets. There's naething here but Highland pride , And Highland scab and hunger ; If Providence has sent me here , ' Twas surely in an anger . LINES WRITTEN BY BURNS , WHILE ON HIS DEATH - BED , TO JOHN ...
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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.