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. The Elzevier Library Poetry Series - Стр. 221883Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
| Robert Burns - 1986 - Страниц: 752
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| Harold Bloom - 1986 - Страниц: 344
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| Jon Stallworthy - 1986 - Страниц: 422
...brent; But now your brow is held, John, Your locks are like the snaw; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my Jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill the gither; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither: Now we maun totter down, John, And... | |
| Michael Meyer - 1987 - Страниц: 1782
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| Don Gifford, Robert J. Seidman - 1988 - Страниц: 704
...proposes that after many a happy day of climbing "the hill together ... /We totter down, John, / And hand in hand we'll go, / And sleep thegither at the foot, / John Anderson my jo!" 9.1129 (215:31). Chin Chon Eg Lin Ton After a song, "Chin Chin Chinaman," from the light opera The... | |
| Hutchinson Family (Singers) - 1989 - Страниц: 506
...Anderson, My Jo" by Robert Burns, in which a couple live happily and grow old together. The last verse: John Anderson, my jo, John We clamb the hill thegither;...in hand we'll go; And sleep thegither at the foot, O, my fretful old temper, I despise it. I shall try and improve and be good. I am so much happier for... | |
| 1989 - Страниц: 218
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| Helge Rubinstein - 1990 - Страниц: 408
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| Geddes MacGregor - 1990 - Страниц: 292
...saucy yet! Then the old: John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither, And monie a cantie day, John, We've had wi* ane anither; Now we maun totter down, John, And hand in hand we'll go. And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson, my jo! And of course the... | |
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