The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... rich , and look big , but lay by hat and wig , And ye'll hae a calf's head o ' sma ' value . 7 Mr. M- -y . 9 Mr. Gt of O - 1 - e . 11 Mr. P - b - s of A - r . 8 Mr. A - d . 10 Mr. Y - g of C - n - k . 12 Dr. A. M - 11 . Barr Steenie ...
... rich , and look big , but lay by hat and wig , And ye'll hae a calf's head o ' sma ' value . 7 Mr. M- -y . 9 Mr. Gt of O - 1 - e . 11 Mr. P - b - s of A - r . 8 Mr. A - d . 10 Mr. Y - g of C - n - k . 12 Dr. A. M - 11 . Barr Steenie ...
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... water . Altho ' his daddie was nae laird , And tho ' I hae nae meikle tocher ; Yet rich in kindest , truest love , We'll tent our flocks by Galla water . LORD GREGORY . It ne'er was wealth , it ne'er 58 GALLA WATER . Galla Water.
... water . Altho ' his daddie was nae laird , And tho ' I hae nae meikle tocher ; Yet rich in kindest , truest love , We'll tent our flocks by Galla water . LORD GREGORY . It ne'er was wealth , it ne'er 58 GALLA WATER . Galla Water.
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Including Translations ... British poets. BURK A waefu wanderer seeks thy towe Lord Gregory ope thy door . Drawn by Rich Westall R.A. Published May 23 1807. by John Sharpe , Piccadil Engraved by Anth . Cardon. Lord Gregory.
Including Translations ... British poets. BURK A waefu wanderer seeks thy towe Lord Gregory ope thy door . Drawn by Rich Westall R.A. Published May 23 1807. by John Sharpe , Piccadil Engraved by Anth . Cardon. Lord Gregory.
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... Rich with balmy treasure : thine eyes of love , Turn away Lest I die with pleasure . What is life when wanting love ? Night without a morning : Love's the cloudless summer sun , Nature gay adorning . HUSBAND , HUSBAND , CEASE YOUR ...
... Rich with balmy treasure : thine eyes of love , Turn away Lest I die with pleasure . What is life when wanting love ? Night without a morning : Love's the cloudless summer sun , Nature gay adorning . HUSBAND , HUSBAND , CEASE YOUR ...
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... rich array , Again shall bring them a ' . But my white pow , nae kindly thowe Shall melt the snaws of age ; My trunk of eild , but buss or bield , Sinks in time's wintry rage . Oh , age has weary days , And nights o ' sleepless pain ...
... rich array , Again shall bring them a ' . But my white pow , nae kindly thowe Shall melt the snaws of age ; My trunk of eild , but buss or bield , Sinks in time's wintry rage . Oh , age has weary days , And nights o ' sleepless pain ...
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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.