The songs of Scotland, ancient and modern; with an intr. and notes by A. Cunningham, Volum 2Allan Cunningham 1825 |
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... night did me infauld , I kentna where to lodge till day ; By my good luck a lass I met , Just in the middle of my care ; And kindly she did me invite To walk into a chamber fair . I bow'd fu ' low unto this maid , And thank'd her for ...
... night did me infauld , I kentna where to lodge till day ; By my good luck a lass I met , Just in the middle of my care ; And kindly she did me invite To walk into a chamber fair . I bow'd fu ' low unto this maid , And thank'd her for ...
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Allan Cunningham. I think on him that's far awa ' The lee - lang night , an ' weep , my dear , The lee - lang night , an ' weep . Tradition ascribes this song to Captain Ogilvie , of the house of Inverquharity , who accompanied King ...
Allan Cunningham. I think on him that's far awa ' The lee - lang night , an ' weep , my dear , The lee - lang night , an ' weep . Tradition ascribes this song to Captain Ogilvie , of the house of Inverquharity , who accompanied King ...
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... night , He lay a corpse on the braes of Yarrow . Much I rejoic'd that woful , woful day ; I sung , my voice the woods returning ; But lang ere night the shaft was flown That slew my love , and left me mourning . What can my barbarous ...
... night , He lay a corpse on the braes of Yarrow . Much I rejoic'd that woful , woful day ; I sung , my voice the woods returning ; But lang ere night the shaft was flown That slew my love , and left me mourning . What can my barbarous ...
Side 52
... ' thou art , yet best , yet best belov❜d , O could my warmth to life restore thee ; Yet lie all night between my breasts , No youth lay ever there before thee . Pale , pale indeed , O lovely , lovely youth 52 SCOTTISH SONGS .
... ' thou art , yet best , yet best belov❜d , O could my warmth to life restore thee ; Yet lie all night between my breasts , No youth lay ever there before thee . Pale , pale indeed , O lovely , lovely youth 52 SCOTTISH SONGS .
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... night between my breasts , No youth shall ever lie there after . Return , return , O mournful , mournful bride , Return and dry thy useless sorrow , Thy lover heeds nought of thy sighs , He lies a corpse on the braes of Yarrow . Of this ...
... night between my breasts , No youth shall ever lie there after . Return , return , O mournful , mournful bride , Return and dry thy useless sorrow , Thy lover heeds nought of thy sighs , He lies a corpse on the braes of Yarrow . Of this ...
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Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
aboon ALLAN CUNNINGHAM Allan Ramsay amang ancient auld baith Baloo beauty bird birks birks of Aberfeldy blaw blithe bloom boatie rows bonnie lassie bosom braes of Yarrow braw breast Burns busk canna cauld charms cheek cobite dance dear dearie dearie-o Donald Macgillavry e'en e'er fair flowers frae gang Geordie glen green gude hame heard heart heaven highland house of Stuart ilka Invermay Jacobite James Hogg Jamie Johnie king kiss laddie lady lass lo'e Lochaber lover lyric maid maiden Mary maun merry mither mony morning mourn nae mair naething ne'er never night Nithsdale o'er old song Peggy pleasure poet Ramsay's says Scotland Scottish sigh sing smiles sorrow sung sweet thee There's thou verses weel weep whigs wife Willie wish wooing wyson Yarrow young youth
Populære avsnitt
Side 341 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
Side 301 - River where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Nethe'rby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For. a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Side 19 - I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans 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.
Side 302 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reach'd the hall door, and the charger stood near, So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! " She is won ! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur; They'll have fleet steeds that follow!
Side 339 - YE Mariners of England ! That guard our native seas ; Whose flag has braved a thousand years, The battle and the breeze ! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow...
Side 311 - I'll forgive your Highland chief. My daughter ! Oh ! my daughter...
Side 333 - I'd rather rove with Edmund there, Than reign our English queen.' 'If, maiden, thou wouldst wend with me, To leave both tower and town, Thou first must guess what life lead we, That dwell by dale and down. And if thou canst that riddle read, As read full well you may, Then to the greenwood shalt thou speed, As blithe as Queen of May.' Yet sung she, 'Brignall banks are fair, And Greta woods are green; I'd rather rove with Edmund there, Than reign our English queen.
Side 357 - Let him on wi' me! By oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
Side 68 - 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 87 - AULD LANG SYNE. SHOULD auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min' ? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o' lang syne ? For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o kindness yet, For auld lang syne.