The Illustrated Book of Scottish Songs: From the Sixteenth to the Nineteenth CenturyN. Cooke, 1854 - Počet stran: 325 |
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... Braes ? Carle , an the King come Charlie is my Darling Come under my Plaidie Coming through the Rye Contentit wi ' little Cradle Song • Cromlet's Lilt Delvin Side Dinna think , bonnie Lassie Does haughty Gaul Invasion threat ? Donald ...
... Braes ? Carle , an the King come Charlie is my Darling Come under my Plaidie Coming through the Rye Contentit wi ' little Cradle Song • Cromlet's Lilt Delvin Side Dinna think , bonnie Lassie Does haughty Gaul Invasion threat ? Donald ...
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... Braes Burns Dr. Alexander Geddes " Johnson's Museum ' Allan Ramsay John Mayne Logie o ' Buchan Lord Gregory Loudon's bonnie Woods and Braes Low down i ' the Brume · Lucy's Flittin ' . Macgregor's Gathering Maggie Lauder Mary's Dream ...
... Braes Burns Dr. Alexander Geddes " Johnson's Museum ' Allan Ramsay John Mayne Logie o ' Buchan Lord Gregory Loudon's bonnie Woods and Braes Low down i ' the Brume · Lucy's Flittin ' . Macgregor's Gathering Maggie Lauder Mary's Dream ...
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... Braes of Yarrow The brisk young Lad The Bush aboon Traquair The captive Huntsman The Chevalier's Lament The Collier's bonnie Lassie The Day returns , my Bosom burns . The Deil's awa ' wi ' the Exciseman The drucken Wife o ' Galloway The ...
... Braes of Yarrow The brisk young Lad The Bush aboon Traquair The captive Huntsman The Chevalier's Lament The Collier's bonnie Lassie The Day returns , my Bosom burns . The Deil's awa ' wi ' the Exciseman The drucken Wife o ' Galloway The ...
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... Braes , " in the neighbourhood of Lynedoch , to avoid the plague that then raged in Perth , Dundee , and other towns . They caught the infection , however , and both died . Tradition asserts that a young tleman , in love with one of ...
... Braes , " in the neighbourhood of Lynedoch , to avoid the plague that then raged in Perth , Dundee , and other towns . They caught the infection , however , and both died . Tradition asserts that a young tleman , in love with one of ...
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... - bowie nae pain was to me , When I at the bughting forgather'd with thee . РАТІЕ . When corn - riggs waved yellow , and 330 SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS . Logan Braes Burns Dr Alexander Geddes "Johnson's Museum' Allan Ramsay.
... - bowie nae pain was to me , When I at the bughting forgather'd with thee . РАТІЕ . When corn - riggs waved yellow , and 330 SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS . Logan Braes Burns Dr Alexander Geddes "Johnson's Museum' Allan Ramsay.
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aboon ain countrie ain fireside ALLAN CUNNINGHAM ALLAN RAMSAY amang auld baith beautiful Behave yoursel birks of Aberfeldy blaw bloom blythe boatie rows bonnie lassie bosom braw canna cauld charms cheek dear dearie Delvin dinna doun e'en e'er fair Farewell flower frae Gala water gane gang gi'e gin ye green gude gudeman heart heather heaven Highland laddie Jamie Jenny John Anderson Johnnie kiss Lady lass leave thee Lizzy Lindsay lo'e Logan braes Maggie Mary maun mony morning nae mair naething nane ne'er never o'er ower Peter Buchan plaidie Rob Morris ROBERT TANNAHILL says Burns Scotland Scottish siller sing smile snaw song stanza SUSANNA BLAMIRE sweet syne Tea-Table Miscellany tears thegither There's thine Thomson thou wadna wee thing weel Willie Yarrow ye'll yon lane glen young
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Strana 112 - 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, Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her ; Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Strana 112 - I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw...
Strana 294 - 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 220 - Ha, ha, the wooing o't. Something in her bosom wrings, For relief a sigh she brings : And O ! her een they spak sic things ! Ha, ha, the wooing o't. Duncan was a lad o...
Strana 295 - 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 124 - A chain of gold ye sail not lack, Nor braid to bind your hair ; Nor mettled hound, nor managed hawk, Nor palfrey fresh and fair ; And you, the foremost o' them a', Shall ride our forest queen " — But aye she loot the tears down fa
Strana 108 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Strana 214 - 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 105 - YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair; How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu' o
Strana 123 - The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest.