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Side 69
Thou sweet , enticing , bonny gem , Blest is the soil that gave thee birth , And
blest thine honour ' d parent stem . But doubly blest shall be the youth , To whom
thy heaving bosom warms ; Possess ' d of beauty , love and truth , He ' ll clasp an
...
Thou sweet , enticing , bonny gem , Blest is the soil that gave thee birth , And
blest thine honour ' d parent stem . But doubly blest shall be the youth , To whom
thy heaving bosom warms ; Possess ' d of beauty , love and truth , He ' ll clasp an
...
Side 111
While the white billow dashes thy soft sandy shore , And the cat ' ract resounds
with its loud rolling roar , Be thine ev ' ry blessing — these blessings to prize , And
lovely the plains where my native cot lies . HOW BLEST HAS MY TIME BEEN .
While the white billow dashes thy soft sandy shore , And the cat ' ract resounds
with its loud rolling roar , Be thine ev ' ry blessing — these blessings to prize , And
lovely the plains where my native cot lies . HOW BLEST HAS MY TIME BEEN .
Side 156
The nations not so blest as thee Must in their turn to tyrants fall , Must in , & c .
Whilst thou shalt flourish - shalt flourish great and fre The dread and envy of them
all . Rule Britannia , & c . Still more majestic shalt thou rise , More dreadful from ...
The nations not so blest as thee Must in their turn to tyrants fall , Must in , & c .
Whilst thou shalt flourish - shalt flourish great and fre The dread and envy of them
all . Rule Britannia , & c . Still more majestic shalt thou rise , More dreadful from ...
Side 160
Slow Phoebus had shone through our window so bright , Quite happy to view his
blest children of light ; So we parted with hearts neither sorry nor sore , Resolving
next night to drink twelve bottles more . OH ! WHEN I BREATH ' D A LAST ...
Slow Phoebus had shone through our window so bright , Quite happy to view his
blest children of light ; So we parted with hearts neither sorry nor sore , Resolving
next night to drink twelve bottles more . OH ! WHEN I BREATH ' D A LAST ...
Side 209
Sit near me , my friend , for my spirit ' s on wing : Who has raptures like these is
more blest than a king ; If life ' s a fair vision , fill high the rich glass , We ' ll hail its
fleet portions as ceaseless they pass : Light - hearted and cheery , who knows ...
Sit near me , my friend , for my spirit ' s on wing : Who has raptures like these is
more blest than a king ; If life ' s a fair vision , fill high the rich glass , We ' ll hail its
fleet portions as ceaseless they pass : Light - hearted and cheery , who knows ...
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Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
appear arms banks beauty bless blest blooming blow bosom boys brave breast breath bright charms cheer cold cottage cried dear death deep delight Erin ev'ry fair fate father fear feel fond fortune gave girl give glory gone grave green hand happy head hear heart Heaven hope hour I'll kind lads land leave light lira live look lost lov'd lover maid meet mind morning mother mourn nature ne'er never night o'er once peace pity pleasure poor remember rest rose round says seen shore sigh sing smile soft soldier song soon sorrow soul sound sung sweet tear tell thee there's thine thou thought true TUNE Twas wander wind young youth
Populære avsnitt
Side 151 - India's coast we sail, Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright; Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale. Thy skin is ivory so white. Thus every beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue.
Side 269 - 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.
Side 282 - And You, farewell ! whose merits claim Justly, that highest badge to wear ! Heav'n bless your honor'd, noble name To Masonry and Scotia dear! A last request permit me here, When yearly ye assemble a', One round, I ask it with a tear, To him, the Bard that's far awa'.
Side 150 - So the sweet lark, high poised in air. Shuts close his pinions to his breast (If, chance, his mate's shrill call he hear), And drops at once into her nest.
Side 151 - O Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
Side 279 - Where shall the traitor rest, He, the deceiver, Who could win maiden's breast, Ruin, and leave her? In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying; Eleu loro There shall he be lying.
Side 176 - Sad is my fate! said the heart-broken stranger; The wild deer and wolf to a covert can flee, But I have no refuge from famine and danger, A home and a country remain not to me.
Side 71 - She quells the floods below, As they roar on the shore When the stormy winds do blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Side 61 - FAREWELL to the Land, where the gloom of my Glory Arose and o'ershadow'd the earth with her name— She abandons me now — but the page of her story, The brightest or blackest, is fill'd with my fame.
Side 106 - While o'er the ship wild waves are beating, We for wives or children mourn : Alas ! from hence there's no retreating, Alas ! to them there's no return. Still the leak is gaining on us : Both chain-pumps are choak'd below.
Bibliografisk informasjon
| Tittel | The pocket encyclopedia of Scottish, English, and Irish songs, selected from the works of the most eminent poets; with original pieces, and notes, Volum 2 The pocket encyclopedia of Scottish, English, and Irish songs, selected from the works of the most eminent poets; with original pieces, and notes, Scottish songs |
| Forfatter | Scottish songs |
| distribuert | 1816 |
| Original fra | Oxford University |
| Digitalisert | 26. sep 2006 |
| Eksporter sitat | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |