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Side 39
I CULL ' D for my love a fresh nosegay one day , She smil ' d as I flew to her side ;
I check ' d the soft sunbeam of pleasure ' s bright ray , While thus I half playfully
cry ' d : These beauties and sweets , gentle maid , are like yours , This nosegay ...
I CULL ' D for my love a fresh nosegay one day , She smil ' d as I flew to her side ;
I check ' d the soft sunbeam of pleasure ' s bright ray , While thus I half playfully
cry ' d : These beauties and sweets , gentle maid , are like yours , This nosegay ...
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 192
At ev ' ning returning , as homeward he goes , His heart soft with whisky , his
head soft with blows From a sprig of shillelah , and shamrock so green , He
meets with his Sheelah , who , blushing a smile , Cries , Get ye gone , Pat , yet
consents ...
At ev ' ning returning , as homeward he goes , His heart soft with whisky , his
head soft with blows From a sprig of shillelah , and shamrock so green , He
meets with his Sheelah , who , blushing a smile , Cries , Get ye gone , Pat , yet
consents ...
Side 259
What then ? all ' s a hazard ; come , don ' t be so soft , Perhaps I may laughing
come back ; For , d ' ye see , there ' s a cherub sits smiling aloft , To keep watch
for the life of poor Jack . D ' ye mind me , a sailor should be every inch All as one
as ...
What then ? all ' s a hazard ; come , don ' t be so soft , Perhaps I may laughing
come back ; For , d ' ye see , there ' s a cherub sits smiling aloft , To keep watch
for the life of poor Jack . D ' ye mind me , a sailor should be every inch All as one
as ...
Side 278
Soft lies on his bosom the turf , Robin Gray , Rest his ashes unmingled and pure !
. May the tomb of his urn Caledonia adorn , And his much - lov ' d remains aye
secure ! Well a well a day ! And his much - lov ' d remains aye secure . WHERE ...
Soft lies on his bosom the turf , Robin Gray , Rest his ashes unmingled and pure !
. May the tomb of his urn Caledonia adorn , And his much - lov ' d remains aye
secure ! Well a well a day ! And his much - lov ' d remains aye secure . WHERE ...
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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 |