The Songs of Robert Burns, Հատոր 43Bell and Daldy, 1863 - 319 էջ |
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Արդյունքներ 61–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... frae the furrow'd field Return sae dowf and wearie 0 ; Down by the burn , where scented birks Wi ' dew are hanging clear , my jo , I'll meet thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie O. In mirkest glen , at midnight hour , I'd rove ...
... frae the furrow'd field Return sae dowf and wearie 0 ; Down by the burn , where scented birks Wi ' dew are hanging clear , my jo , I'll meet thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie O. In mirkest glen , at midnight hour , I'd rove ...
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... frae nane , I'll gie cuckold to naebody . I hae a penny to spend , There - thanks to naebody ; I hae naething to lend , I'll borrow frae naebody . I am naebody's lord , I'll be slave to naebody ; I hae a guid braid sword , I'll tak dunts ...
... frae nane , I'll gie cuckold to naebody . I hae a penny to spend , There - thanks to naebody ; I hae naething to lend , I'll borrow frae naebody . I am naebody's lord , I'll be slave to naebody ; I hae a guid braid sword , I'll tak dunts ...
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... frae thee , Oh ! " The wan moon is setting behind the white wave , And time is setting with me , Oh ! False friends , false love , farewell ! for mair I'll ne'er trouble them , nor thee , Oh ! " She has open'd the door , she has open'd ...
... frae thee , Oh ! " The wan moon is setting behind the white wave , And time is setting with me , Oh ! False friends , false love , farewell ! for mair I'll ne'er trouble them , nor thee , Oh ! " She has open'd the door , she has open'd ...
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... frae me and Logan Braes . Again the merry month o ' May Has made our hills and valleys gay ; The birds rejoice in leafy bowers , The bees hum round the breathing flowers ; Blithe morning lifts his rosy eye , And evening's tears OF BURNS ...
... frae me and Logan Braes . Again the merry month o ' May Has made our hills and valleys gay ; The birds rejoice in leafy bowers , The bees hum round the breathing flowers ; Blithe morning lifts his rosy eye , And evening's tears OF BURNS ...
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... frae Logan 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 ...
... frae Logan 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 ...
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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.