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... bonnie Doon , " 26. The Progress of Poesy , 27. The Passions , · 28. The Song of David , 29. Infant Joy , 30. A Cradle Song , · 31. Ode on the Spring , 32. The Poplar Field , · 21 95 བས 21 7276 21 2223 22 1555 95 90 96 96 97 995 • M ...
... bonnie Doon , " 26. The Progress of Poesy , 27. The Passions , · 28. The Song of David , 29. Infant Joy , 30. A Cradle Song , · 31. Ode on the Spring , 32. The Poplar Field , · 21 95 བས 21 7276 21 2223 22 1555 95 90 96 96 97 995 • M ...
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... bonnie grows the lily , I heard a fair maid sighing say , ' My wish be wi ' sweet Willie ! ' Willie's rare , and Willie's fair , And Willie's wondrous bonny ; And Willie hecht to marry me Gin e'er he married ony . ' O gentle wind , that ...
... bonnie grows the lily , I heard a fair maid sighing say , ' My wish be wi ' sweet Willie ! ' Willie's rare , and Willie's fair , And Willie's wondrous bonny ; And Willie hecht to marry me Gin e'er he married ony . ' O gentle wind , that ...
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... bonnie lassie ; The boat rocks at the pier o ' Leith , 5 Fu ' loud the wind blaws frae the ferry , The ship rides by the Berwick - law , And I maun leave my bonnie Mary . The trumpets sound , the banners fly The glittering spears are ...
... bonnie lassie ; The boat rocks at the pier o ' Leith , 5 Fu ' loud the wind blaws frae the ferry , The ship rides by the Berwick - law , And I maun leave my bonnie Mary . The trumpets sound , the banners fly The glittering spears are ...
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... bonnie Mary . 15 R. Burns 18 . If doughty deeds my lady please Right soon I'll mount my steed ; And strong his arm , and fast his seat That bears frae me the meed . I'll wear thy colours in my cap Thy picture at my heart ; CLXIX . 5 And ...
... bonnie Mary . 15 R. Burns 18 . If doughty deeds my lady please Right soon I'll mount my steed ; And strong his arm , and fast his seat That bears frae me the meed . I'll wear thy colours in my cap Thy picture at my heart ; CLXIX . 5 And ...
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... bonnie bird 5 That sings upon the bough ; Thou minds me o ' the happy days When my fause Luve was true . Thou'll break my heart , thou bonnie bird That sings beside thy mate ; 10 For sae I sat , and sae I sang , And wist na 0 ' my fate ...
... bonnie bird 5 That sings upon the bough ; Thou minds me o ' the happy days When my fause Luve was true . Thou'll break my heart , thou bonnie bird That sings beside thy mate ; 10 For sae I sat , and sae I sang , And wist na 0 ' my fate ...
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The Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics, with Notes Francis Turner Palgrave Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1908 |
Palgrave's Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics ... Francis Turner Palgrave Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1903 |
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Side 48 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Side 65 - It may be safely affirmed that there neither is, nor can be, any essential difference between the language of prose and metrical composition.
Side 55 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Side 29 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round ; Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound : And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
Side 98 - 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
Side 16 - It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak, She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Side 66 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
Side 42 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Side 33 - WEE, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie ! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi...
Side 50 - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.