The Poetical WorksKing, 1865 - Počet stran: 500 |
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... thee , thou gloomy December And oh , my Eppie ... ................ Anna , thy charms my bosom fire ....... ............ . A rosebud by my early walk A ' the lads o ' Thornie Bank .. As I was a - wandering ae midsummer e'enin ' As I was ...
... thee , thou gloomy December And oh , my Eppie ... ................ Anna , thy charms my bosom fire ....... ............ . A rosebud by my early walk A ' the lads o ' Thornie Bank .. As I was a - wandering ae midsummer e'enin ' As I was ...
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... thee , Eliza , I must go .... Full well thou know'st I love thee dear Gane is the day and mirk's the night .. Gat ye me , oh gat ye me 143 82 40 41 44 45 ... ib . 39 47 176 88 49 27 198 ................. .............. Go fetch to me a ...
... thee , Eliza , I must go .... Full well thou know'st I love thee dear Gane is the day and mirk's the night .. Gat ye me , oh gat ye me 143 82 40 41 44 45 ... ib . 39 47 176 88 49 27 198 ................. .............. Go fetch to me a ...
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... thee ....................................... ... Loud blaw the frosty breezes Mark yonder pomp of costly fashion ...... My Chloris , mark how green the groves ... . . My father was a farmer . .......... 94 ..........
... thee ....................................... ... Loud blaw the frosty breezes Mark yonder pomp of costly fashion ...... My Chloris , mark how green the groves ... . . My father was a farmer . .......... 94 ..........
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... thee , loved Nith ...... 142 ... 192 ib . 193 195 196 True - hearted was he .... Turn again , thou fair Eliza 214 38 ........ ' Twas ev'n , the dewy fields were green ...... ' Twas na her bonnie blue een was my ruin 175 195 Up wi ' the ...
... thee , loved Nith ...... 142 ... 192 ib . 193 195 196 True - hearted was he .... Turn again , thou fair Eliza 214 38 ........ ' Twas ev'n , the dewy fields were green ...... ' Twas na her bonnie blue een was my ruin 175 195 Up wi ' the ...
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... thee , Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee . Who shall say that fortune grieves him , While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me , nae cheerfu ' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me . I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy ...
... thee , Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee . Who shall say that fortune grieves him , While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me , nae cheerfu ' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me . I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy ...
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AE FOND KISS ain dear Amang auld auld lang syne awa wi banks birks of Aberfeldy blaw blest blink blooming blythe bonnie blue bonnie lad bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast charms CHORUS claut Collier Laddie danc'd awa dearest dearie deil's awa dewy e'en e'er fair Farewell Fête Champêtre flowers frae Gala Water glen green grows bonnie wi hame heart Here's a health Highland lassie ilka John Barleycorn Kenmure's kiss loes love thee lover luve maun mony morning nae mair Nancy ne'er never night o'er Och-on parcel of rogues Peggy's Phillis pleasure rove rue grows bonnie siller simmer sing smile snaw sparklin sweet sweetly syne tear thine thou hast thro thyme TUNE-The twa glancin wander weary wee thing weel Whigs wife wild Willie wind wither'd ye'll yon town young young Jessie
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Strana 104 - Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, 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...
Strana 21 - See the front o' battle lour: See approach proud Edward's power, — Chains and slaverie! Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa?
Strana 193 - Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest-? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred hour can I forget, Can I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love...
Strana 40 - THAT AND A' THAT" Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Strana 93 - 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.
Strana 7 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne.
Strana 34 - DUNCAN GRAY cam here to woo, Ha, ha, the wooing o't, On blythe Yule 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, the wooing o't; Meg was deaf as Ailsa Craig, Ha, ha, the wooing o't; Duncan sigh'd baith out and in, Grat his een baith bleer't and blin', Spak o' lowpin' o'er a linn ; Ha, ha, the wooing o't.
Strana 94 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer; A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go...
Strana 41 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak' a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that ; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a
Strana 119 - I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw. Thy bield l should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.