 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 460 str.
...the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel 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... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1804 - 256 str.
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 | Robert Burns - 1806 - 450 str.
...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,...me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. VOL. IY. « Wi' Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft... | |
 | 1814 - 558 str.
...underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings. Flew o'er nte and my dearie : For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. " Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, ; i Our parting was fu" tender ; And pledging oft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder... | |
 | Robert Burns, James Currie - 1814 - 502 str.
...hirk, How rieh the hawthorn's hlossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I elasp'd her to ray hosom I The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and...dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my swcet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and loek'd emhrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging... | |
 | Isaac Bailey - 1814 - 826 str.
...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 oe'r me and my dearie : fror dear to me, as light and life, Wat my «weet Highland Mary. " Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace,... | |
 | 1814 - 570 str.
...tenderness, with the following picture of the interview and parting of two lovers. " How sweetly hloom'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... | |
 | 1814 - 564 str.
...the gay, green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade I elasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearic : For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. " Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd... | |
 | 1814 - 680 str.
...with the following picture of the interview and parting of two lovers. TOL. I, E " How gweetly 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 oe'r me and my dearie : For dear to... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1816 - 378 str.
...hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade, How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, I clasp'd her to my bosom! The golden hours, on angel wings,...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, That nipt... | |
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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 clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light... 
