 | Robert Burns - 1839 - Страниц: 334
...of my heart, that throws a borrowed lustre over the merits of the composition." The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear...as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi" monie a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore... | |
 | 1839 - Страниц: 630
...hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie, For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Мягу! \Vi' mony a vow and locked embrace, Our parting was fu* tender; And, pledging aft to meet... | |
 | 1839 - Страниц: 320
...blossom, As underneath its fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ; The golden hours on angel's wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary." MEMOIR OF ROBERT BURNS. There are few individuals who have not heard of the name of Burns. No poet... | |
 | 1839 - Страниц: 892
...fragrant shade I cla<p'd her to my bosom I The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er ma and my dearie j For dear to me. as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. " Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embraot Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging oft to meet again We tore ourselves ;. -under : But... | |
 | 1839 - Страниц: 656
...characterise our future embellishment* of this description. w * i, ' f «*• se <0' ».i » » e« Our parting was fu' tender; And, pledging aft to meet again ; We tore our* r.'ls asunder. Bui oli! (HI death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early! Now green 's... | |
 | 1841 - Страниц: 986
...blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasped her to my bosom ! The angel hours wi' golden wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as life and light, Was my own Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and locked embrace, Our parting was fu" tender,... | |
 | 1840 - Страниц: 378
...hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear...tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore ourselves asunder ; But, oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipp'd my flower sae early ! Now green's... | |
 | John Wilson - 1840 - Страниц: 372
...hawthorn's blossom , As underneath their fragrant shade, 1 clasp'd her to ray bosom I The golden hours un angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie -, For dear...me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. 11 Wi* mony a vow and lock'd embrac-. Our parting waa lu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again,... | |
 | John Wilson, Robert Chambers - 1840 - Страниц: 364
...hawthorn's blossom , As underneath their fragrant shade, 1 i'b |. -I her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings. Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and fife, Was my sweet Highland Marc. fi Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrac л Our parting was hi' tender... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1841 - Страниц: 384
...hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear...me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary." Another hand has added to the picture. " This adieu was performed," says Cromek, " in a striking and... | |
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O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and... 
