The Songs of Robert Burns, Հատոր 43Bell and Daldy, 1863 - 319 էջ |
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Robert Burns. Fair is the morn in flowery May , And sweet is night in Autumn mild ; When roving through the garden gay , Or wandering in a lonely wild : But Woman , Nature's darling child ! There all her charms she does compile ; Ev'n ...
Robert Burns. Fair is the morn in flowery May , And sweet is night in Autumn mild ; When roving through the garden gay , Or wandering in a lonely wild : But Woman , Nature's darling child ! There all her charms she does compile ; Ev'n ...
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Robert Burns. Fair is the morn in flowery May , And sweet is night in Autumn mild ; When roving through the garden gay , Or wandering in a lonely wild : But Woman , Nature's darling child ! There all her charms she does compile ; Ev'n ...
Robert Burns. Fair is the morn in flowery May , And sweet is night in Autumn mild ; When roving through the garden gay , Or wandering in a lonely wild : But Woman , Nature's darling child ! There all her charms she does compile ; Ev'n ...
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... night were ne'er sae wild , And I were ne'er sae wearie 0 , I'd meet thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie O. The hunter lo'es the morning sun , To rouse the mountain deer , my jo ; At noon the fisher seeks the glen , Along the ...
... night were ne'er sae wild , And I were ne'er sae wearie 0 , I'd meet thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie O. The hunter lo'es the morning sun , To rouse the mountain deer , my jo ; At noon the fisher seeks the glen , Along the ...
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... night comes to me , but my rest it is gane : I wander my lane , like a night - troubled ghaist , And I sigh as my heart it wad burst in my breast . O had she but been of a lower degree , I then might hae hop'd she wad smil'd upon me ; O ...
... night comes to me , but my rest it is gane : I wander my lane , like a night - troubled ghaist , And I sigh as my heart it wad burst in my breast . O had she but been of a lower degree , I then might hae hop'd she wad smil'd upon me ; O ...
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... night when we were fou , Ha , ha , the wooing o't . Maggie coost her head fu ' high , Look'd asklent and unco skeigh , Gart poor Duncan stand abeigh ; Ha , ha , the wooing o't . Duncan fleech'd , and Duncan pray'd ; Ha , ha , & c . Meg ...
... night when we were fou , Ha , ha , the wooing o't . Maggie coost her head fu ' high , Look'd asklent and unco skeigh , Gart poor Duncan stand abeigh ; Ha , ha , the wooing o't . Duncan fleech'd , and Duncan pray'd ; Ha , ha , & c . Meg ...
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Amang arms auld banks bear birds bloom blue body bonnie bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast charms CHORUS comes dear dearie fair Farewell fell flower frae glen green grows guid hame hand happy hast head heart Here's Highland hills hope hour I'll ilka Jamie John kind King kiss laddie lass lassie leave light live lo'es look lord lover mair Mary maun meet monie morning ne'er never night o'er owre peace pleasure poor pride rose round seen sing sorrow spring stream sweet tear tell thee thing thou thought thyme true TUNE wander weary weel wife wild Willie wind winter woods young
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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.