Reliques of Robert Burns: Consisting Chiefly of Original Letters, Poems, and Critical Observations on Scottish SongsBradford and Inskeep, 1809 - 294 էջ |
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... thou art near On Cessnock banks there lives a lass Wae is my heart , and the tear's in my e'e Her flowing locks , the raven's wing ibid . 284 285 ibid . - 286 288 ibid . ibid . The Deil cam ' fiddling thro ' the town The winter it is ...
... thou art near On Cessnock banks there lives a lass Wae is my heart , and the tear's in my e'e Her flowing locks , the raven's wing ibid . 284 285 ibid . - 286 288 ibid . ibid . The Deil cam ' fiddling thro ' the town The winter it is ...
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... How can ye chant , ye little birds , And I sae fu ' o ' care ! * The reader will perceive that the measure of this copy of the " Banks o ' bonie Doon , " differs from that which is Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird 12.
... How can ye chant , ye little birds , And I sae fu ' o ' care ! * The reader will perceive that the measure of this copy of the " Banks o ' bonie Doon , " differs from that which is Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird 12.
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... Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird That sings upon the bough ; Thou minds me o ' the happy days When my fause luve was true . Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird That sings beside thy mate ; For sae I sat , and sae I sang ...
... Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird That sings upon the bough ; Thou minds me o ' the happy days When my fause luve was true . Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird That sings beside thy mate ; For sae I sat , and sae I sang ...
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... thou say the Mass at my lug ? threw the stool on which she had been sitting , at the Dean's head . A wild uproar commenced that instant . The woman invaded the desk with execrations and outcries , and the Dean disengaged him- self from ...
... thou say the Mass at my lug ? threw the stool on which she had been sitting , at the Dean's head . A wild uproar commenced that instant . The woman invaded the desk with execrations and outcries , and the Dean disengaged him- self from ...
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... thou shalt henceforth be my symbol , signature , and tutelary genius ! Like thee , hap - step - and - lowp , here - awa - there - awa , higglety - pigglety , pell - mell , hi- ther - and - yon , ram - stam , happy - go - lucky , up ...
... thou shalt henceforth be my symbol , signature , and tutelary genius ! Like thee , hap - step - and - lowp , here - awa - there - awa , higglety - pigglety , pell - mell , hi- ther - and - yon , ram - stam , happy - go - lucky , up ...
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acquaintance Allan Water amang Auld Ayrshire ballad banks beautiful Blacklock bonie lass bosom brother Burns Burns's called charms compliments composed copy Currie's Dalswinton DEAR FRIEND DEAR SIR Dumfries e'en Edinburgh Ellisland excise farewel feelings frae Gavin Hamilton give gude Gypsie Laddie hand happy heart Highland Highland Laddie honest honor idea kind Laddie lady lassie letter Lord Madam Mauchline maun mind misfortune Miss mony morning muse ne'er never night noble O'er the moor old song pleasure poem poet poetic poor present river Doon ROBERT BURNS Roslin Castle Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum Scottish sentiments sing soul sparklin stanza sweet tell thee thing thou thought tion tune verses weel wife WILLIAM BURNS Willie wish words write young
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Էջ 13 - That sings upon the bough ; Thou minds me o' the happy days When my fause Luve was true. Thou'll break my heart, thou bonnie bird That sings beside thy mate ; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o' my fate. Aft hae I roved by bonnie Doon To see the woodbine twine, And ilka bird sang o' its love ; And sae did I o' mine. Wi' lightsome heart I pu'da rose, Frae aff its thorny tree ; And my fause luver staw the rose, But left the thorn wi
Էջ 278 - I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy; Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever.
Էջ 173 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. MY 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 171 - 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 12 - Doon, How can ye blume sae fair ! How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae fu' o
Էջ 225 - Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride. Thou source of all my bliss, and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so; Thou guide, by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurse of every virtue, fare thee well!
Էջ 213 - mid renewing storms: Is it departing pangs my soul alarms ? Or death's unlovely, dreary, dark abode ? For guilt, for guilt, my terrors are in arms; I tremble to approach an angry GOD, And justly smart beneath his sin-avenging rod. Fain would I say,
Էջ 211 - An' riches still may fly them, O ; An' tho' at last they catch them fast, Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O. Green grow, &c. But gie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my dearie, O ; An
Էջ 185 - But pluck'd and strain'd through ruder hands, Her sweets no longer with her dwells: But scent and beauty both are gone, And leaves fall from her, one by one. Such fate ere long will thee betide When thou hast handled been awhile, With sere flowers to be thrown aside; And I shall sigh, while some will smile, To see thy love to every one Hath brought thee to be loved by none.
Էջ 119 - How are you, my dear friend, and how comes on your fifth volume ? You may probably think that for some time past I have neglected you and your work ; but, alas! the hand of pain, sorrow, and care, has these many months lain heavy on me.