The Scottish Minstrel: Being a Complete Collection of Burns' Songs ; Together with His Correspondence with Mr. Thomson ; to which is Added and New and Complete GlossaryBenjamin Warner, 1818 - 312 էջ |
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... light - horse gallop of the air so well as this random clink . * This song Mr. Thomson has not adopted in his collection , It deserves however to be preserved . E. MY WIFE'S A WINSOME WEE THING , She is a Mr. GEORGE THOMSON . 13 ley,"
... light - horse gallop of the air so well as this random clink . * This song Mr. Thomson has not adopted in his collection , It deserves however to be preserved . E. MY WIFE'S A WINSOME WEE THING , She is a Mr. GEORGE THOMSON . 13 ley,"
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... light and life , Was my sweet Highland Mary . Wi ' mony a vow , and lock'd embrace , Our parting was fu ' tender ; And , pledging aft to meet again , We tore oursels asunder ; But oh ! fell death's untimely frost , That nipt my flower ...
... light and life , Was my sweet Highland Mary . Wi ' mony a vow , and lock'd embrace , Our parting was fu ' tender ; And , pledging aft to meet again , We tore oursels asunder ; But oh ! fell death's untimely frost , That nipt my flower ...
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... light to my e'e . But oh ! she's an heiress , auld Robin's a laird , And my daddie has nought but a cot - house and yard ; A wooer like me maunna hope to come speed , The wounds I must hide that will soon be my dead . The day comes to ...
... light to my e'e . But oh ! she's an heiress , auld Robin's a laird , And my daddie has nought but a cot - house and yard ; A wooer like me maunna hope to come speed , The wounds I must hide that will soon be my dead . The day comes to ...
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... light - horse gallop of an air , which precludes sentiment . The ludicrous is its ruling feature . No. X. Mr. BURNS to Mr. THOMSON . SONG . Tune- " I had a horse . " poortith cauld and restless love , Ye wreck my peace between ye ; Yet ...
... light - horse gallop of an air , which precludes sentiment . The ludicrous is its ruling feature . No. X. Mr. BURNS to Mr. THOMSON . SONG . Tune- " I had a horse . " poortith cauld and restless love , Ye wreck my peace between ye ; Yet ...
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... light heart was in my breast , My hand unstain'd wi ' plunder ; retained ; but as it is only applicable to a placid state of the sea , or at most to the swell left on its surface after the storm is over , it gives a picture of that ...
... light heart was in my breast , My hand unstain'd wi ' plunder ; retained ; but as it is only applicable to a placid state of the sea , or at most to the swell left on its surface after the storm is over , it gives a picture of that ...
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Էջ 207 - And they hae taen his very heart's blood, And drank it round and round; And still the more and more they drank, Their joy did more abound. John Barleycorn was a hero bold, Of noble enterprise ; For if you do but taste his blood, Twill make your courage rise. 'Twill make a man forget his woe; 'Twill heighten all his joy : 'Twill make the widow's heart to sing, Tho
Էջ 200 - MY luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June : O, my luve's like the melodie 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 18 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! 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' tender; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder; But, Oh!
Էջ 137 - Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Էջ 136 - Man for a That IS there, for honest poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that ? The coward slave we pass him by, We dare be poor for a' that. For a
Էջ 137 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that ; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a
Էջ 230 - O, WERT thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.
Էջ 136 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that. " What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a
Էջ 16 - A WINSOME WEE THING. SHE is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonnie wee thing, This sweet wee wife o
Էջ 201 - 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' the sun! And I will love thee still, my dear, While the sands o