The Songs of Robert Burns, Հատոր 43Bell and Daldy, 1863 - 319 էջ |
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Արդյունքներ 35–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... kiss the seal imprest , The sacred vow , we ne'er should sever . The haunt o ' spring's the primrose brae , The simmer joys the flocks to follow ; How cheery through her shortening day Is autumn , in her weeds o ' yellow ! But can they ...
... kiss the seal imprest , The sacred vow , we ne'er should sever . The haunt o ' spring's the primrose brae , The simmer joys the flocks to follow ; How cheery through her shortening day Is autumn , in her weeds o ' yellow ! But can they ...
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... KISS ME NOW . " IN simmer when the hay was mawn , And corn wav'd green in ilka field , While claver blooms white o'er the lea , And roses blaw in ilka bield ; Blithe Bessie in the milking shiel , Says , " I'll be wed , come o't what ...
... KISS ME NOW . " IN simmer when the hay was mawn , And corn wav'd green in ilka field , While claver blooms white o'er the lea , And roses blaw in ilka bield ; Blithe Bessie in the milking shiel , Says , " I'll be wed , come o't what ...
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... kiss o ' her sweet bonnie mou ; The hyacinth's for constancy , wi ' its unchanging blue , And a ' to be a Posie to my ain dear May . The lily it is pure , and the lily it is fair , And in her lovely bosom I'll place the lily there ; The ...
... kiss o ' her sweet bonnie mou ; The hyacinth's for constancy , wi ' its unchanging blue , And a ' to be a Posie to my ain dear May . The lily it is pure , and the lily it is fair , And in her lovely bosom I'll place the lily there ; The ...
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... KISS . OCKEY'S ta'en the parting kiss , O'er the mountains he is gane ; And with him is a ' my bliss , Nought but griefs with me remain . Spare my luve , ye winds that blaw , Plashy sleets and beating rain ! Spare my luve , thou ...
... KISS . OCKEY'S ta'en the parting kiss , O'er the mountains he is gane ; And with him is a ' my bliss , Nought but griefs with me remain . Spare my luve , ye winds that blaw , Plashy sleets and beating rain ! Spare my luve , thou ...
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... kiss me whare I lie ? The rantin dog the daddie o't . Wha will own he did the faut ? Wha will buy my groanin maut ? Wha will tell me how to ca't ? The rantin dog the daddie o't . When I mount the creepie - chair , Wha will sit beside me ...
... kiss me whare I lie ? The rantin dog the daddie o't . Wha will own he did the faut ? Wha will buy my groanin maut ? Wha will tell me how to ca't ? The rantin dog the daddie o't . When I mount the creepie - chair , Wha will sit beside me ...
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aboon ain dear Amang auld auld lang syne banks barley birds Birks of Aberfeldy blaw blest blink blithe bloom bonnie lass bonnie Mary bosom bower braes breast Buy braw troggin canna cauld charms Chloris CHORUS claut dearie Deil dimin e'en e'er Eppie fair Farewell flower fortune's frae Gala Water glen green grows bonnie wi gude hame heart Here's a health Highland laddie hills ilka Jamie John Barleycorn Kenmure's kiss lassie lawin lo'es luve Mally's maun monie morning nae mair nane ne'er never night o'er owre Phillis pleasure roar rue grows bonnie siller simmer sing snaw soger sweet syne tear thee thine thou hast thyme Tibbie wander wanton weary weel Whigs wife wild Willie win my love wind winna wither'd ye'll Ye're young young Jessie
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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.