The Songs of Robert Burns, Հատոր 43Bell and Daldy, 1863 - 319 էջ |
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... braes o ' Ballochmyle . With careless step I onward stray'd , My heart rejoic'd in Nature's joy , When musing in a lonely glade , A maiden fair I chanc'd to spy ; Her look was like the morning's eye , Her air like Nature's vernal smile ...
... braes o ' Ballochmyle . With careless step I onward stray'd , My heart rejoic'd in Nature's joy , When musing in a lonely glade , A maiden fair I chanc'd to spy ; Her look was like the morning's eye , Her air like Nature's vernal smile ...
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... braes , That wander through the blooming heather , But Yarrow braes nor Ettrick shaws Can match the lads o ' Gala Water . But there is ane , a secret ane , Aboon them a ' I lo'e him better ; And I'll be his and he'll be mine , The ...
... braes , That wander through the blooming heather , But Yarrow braes nor Ettrick shaws Can match the lads o ' Gala Water . But there is ane , a secret ane , Aboon them a ' I lo'e him better ; And I'll be his and he'll be mine , The ...
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... BRAES . TUNE- LOGAN WATER . " LOGAN , sweetly didst thou glide That day I was my Willie's bride ; And years sinsyne hae o'er us run , Like Logan to the simmer sun . But now thy flow'ry banks appear Like drumlie winter , dark and drear ...
... BRAES . TUNE- LOGAN WATER . " LOGAN , sweetly didst thou glide That day I was my Willie's bride ; And years sinsyne hae o'er us run , Like Logan to the simmer sun . But now thy flow'ry banks appear Like drumlie winter , dark and drear ...
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... Braes . Within yon milk - white hawthorn bush , Amang her nestlings , sits the thrush ; Her faithfu ' mate will share her toil , Or wi ' his song her cares beguile : But I wi ' my sweet nurslings here , Nae mate to help , nae mate to ...
... Braes . Within yon milk - white hawthorn bush , Amang her nestlings , sits the thrush ; Her faithfu ' mate will share her toil , Or wi ' his song her cares beguile : But I wi ' my sweet nurslings here , Nae mate to help , nae mate to ...
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... braes , While birds warble welcome in ilka green shaw ; But to me it's delightless - my Nannie's awa . The snaw - drap and primrose our woodlands adorn , And violets bathe in the weet o ' the morn : They pain my sad bosom , sae sweetly ...
... braes , While birds warble welcome in ilka green shaw ; But to me it's delightless - my Nannie's awa . The snaw - drap and primrose our woodlands adorn , And violets bathe in the weet o ' the morn : They pain my sad bosom , sae sweetly ...
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Էջ 61 - And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Էջ 79 - DELIGHT." [JE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair ! How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu...
Էջ 91 - 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 140 - CHORUS. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine ; But we've wander'd mony a weary foot Sin auld lang syne.
Էջ 171 - 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 97 - Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may drink before I go A service to my bonnie lassie The boat rocks at the pier o...
Էջ 97 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. Y heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Էջ 230 - IT was a' for our rightfu' King We left fair Scotland's strand; It was a' for our rightfu' King We e'er saw Irish land, My dear — We e'er saw Irish land. Now a' is done that men can do, And a...
Էջ 66 - But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi
Էջ 66 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony 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.