The Poetical WorksKing, 1865 - Počet stran: 500 |
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... wander Ae fond kiss , and then we sever Again rejoicing nature sees ........... Altho ' my bed were in yon muir ... wandering ae midsummer e'enin ' As I was a - wandering ae morning in spring .. Awa wi ' your witchcraft o ' beauty's ...
... wander Ae fond kiss , and then we sever Again rejoicing nature sees ........... Altho ' my bed were in yon muir ... wandering ae midsummer e'enin ' As I was a - wandering ae morning in spring .. Awa wi ' your witchcraft o ' beauty's ...
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... wandering Willie Here is the glen , and here the bower .... Here's a bottle and an honest friend . ..................... Here's a health to ane I loe dear Here's a health to them that's awa ..... Here's to thy health , my bonnie lass ...
... wandering Willie Here is the glen , and here the bower .... Here's a bottle and an honest friend . ..................... Here's a health to ane I loe dear Here's a health to them that's awa ..... Here's to thy health , my bonnie lass ...
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... wander , To mark the sweet flowers as they spring ; Adown winding Nith I did wander , Of Phillis to muse and to sing . CHORUS . Awa wi ' your belles and your beauties , They never wi ' her can compare : Whaever has met wi ' my Phillis ...
... wander , To mark the sweet flowers as they spring ; Adown winding Nith I did wander , Of Phillis to muse and to sing . CHORUS . Awa wi ' your belles and your beauties , They never wi ' her can compare : Whaever has met wi ' my Phillis ...
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... ; The night comes to me , but my rest it is gane : I wander my lane like a night - troubled ghaist , And I sigh as my heart it wad burst in my breast . Oh had she but been of a lower degree , 8 THE SONGS OF AULD ROB MORRIS. ...
... ; The night comes to me , but my rest it is gane : I wander my lane like a night - troubled ghaist , And I sigh as my heart it wad burst in my breast . Oh had she but been of a lower degree , 8 THE SONGS OF AULD ROB MORRIS. ...
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... . Her bonnie face it was as meek As ony lamb upon a lea ; The evening sun was ne'er sae sweet As was the blink o ' Phemie's ee . The Highland hills I've wander'd wide , And o'er the 14 THE SONGS OF BLYTHE WAS SHE. ...
... . Her bonnie face it was as meek As ony lamb upon a lea ; The evening sun was ne'er sae sweet As was the blink o ' Phemie's ee . The Highland hills I've wander'd wide , And o'er the 14 THE SONGS OF BLYTHE WAS SHE. ...
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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'.