The Ballads and Songs of Robert Burns. With a Lecture on His Character and Genius by Thomas Carlyle. [With Illustrations.]C. Griffin, 1864 - 224 sider |
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... morning early , • 40 Wae is my heart , 184 Wandering Willie , 90 54 What can a young lassie , Will ye go to the Indies , my Mary ? Wilt thou be my dearie ? Yestreen I had a pint o ' wine , Yon wild mossy mountains , Young Jessie , Young ...
... morning early , • 40 Wae is my heart , 184 Wandering Willie , 90 54 What can a young lassie , Will ye go to the Indies , my Mary ? Wilt thou be my dearie ? Yestreen I had a pint o ' wine , Yon wild mossy mountains , Young Jessie , Young ...
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... morning , Where , braving angry winter's storms , Where Cart rins rowin ' to the sea , PAGE 58 88 187 216 53 14 27 170 125 92 95 · 184 · 54 22 80 166 182 145 153 • 176 197 43 127 158 46 While larks with little wing , Why , why tell thy ...
... morning , Where , braving angry winter's storms , Where Cart rins rowin ' to the sea , PAGE 58 88 187 216 53 14 27 170 125 92 95 · 184 · 54 22 80 166 182 145 153 • 176 197 43 127 158 46 While larks with little wing , Why , why tell thy ...
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... ' the woods the whirlwinds rave ; Trees with aged arms were warring O'er the swelling drumlie wave . Luckless Fortune . Such was my life's deceitful morning , 20 Burns's Songs and Ballads . dream'd I lay where flowers were springing,
... ' the woods the whirlwinds rave ; Trees with aged arms were warring O'er the swelling drumlie wave . Luckless Fortune . Such was my life's deceitful morning , 20 Burns's Songs and Ballads . dream'd I lay where flowers were springing,
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Robert Burns. Luckless Fortune . Such was my life's deceitful morning , Such the pleasure I enjoy'd ; But lang or noon , loud tempests storming , A ' my flowery bliss destroy'd . Tho ' fickle fortune has deceiv'd me , She promis'd fair ...
Robert Burns. Luckless Fortune . Such was my life's deceitful morning , Such the pleasure I enjoy'd ; But lang or noon , loud tempests storming , A ' my flowery bliss destroy'd . Tho ' fickle fortune has deceiv'd me , She promis'd fair ...
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... morning . " - Burns to G. Thomson , Sep- tember , 1793. ] SCOTS , wha ha'e wi ' Wallace bled , Scots , wham Bruce has aften led , Welcome to your gory bed , Or to victorie ! Now's the day , and now ' s the hour ; See the front o ...
... morning . " - Burns to G. Thomson , Sep- tember , 1793. ] SCOTS , wha ha'e wi ' Wallace bled , Scots , wham Bruce has aften led , Welcome to your gory bed , Or to victorie ! Now's the day , and now ' s the hour ; See the front o ...
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AE FOND KISS ain dear ane-and-twenty auld Ballochmyle birds birks of Aberfeldy blaw blest blink blithe bloom body kiss bonnie Doon bonnie lass bosom braes brave braw breast cauld charms Chloris CHORUS danc'd awa Davie de'il de'il's awa dearest dearie dewy e'en Exciseman fair Farewell fause flowers fortune's frae Gala Water Genius of Burns glen green gude ha'e hame heart heavens Here's a health Highland lassie Highland Mary ilka Jamie John Anderson John Barleycorn lo'es Lord Gregory lov'd love thee lover luve maun meikle mony morning nae mair naebody Nancy Nannie ne'er never Nith o'er owre Peggy Peggy's pleasure poor Rob Morris Robert Burns simmer sing song sparklin sweetly tears There's thine thou hast thro TUNE TUNE-"The twa glancin wander wanton weary wee thing weel wild Willie wind winter wooing o't yon town
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Side 36 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand or freeman fa', Let him follow me!
Side 15 - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! " Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! " Ayr gurgling kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green, The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptured scene.
Side 70 - Yestreen when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho* this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a',
Side 220 - And mony a hill between ; But, day and night, my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Side 37 - 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
Side 57 - CHORUS. Green grow the rashes, O ; Green grow the rashes, O ; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent am'ang the lasses, O ! THERE'S nought but care on ev'ry han', In ev'ry hour that passes, O ; What signifies the life o' man, An
Side 38 - Guid faith, he mauna fa' that! For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will, for a' that, That sense and worth o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Side 14 - Thou ling'ring star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
Side 155 - Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may drink before I go A service to my bonnie lassie...
Side 20 - The Powers aboon will tent thee Misfortune sha' na steer thee; Thou'rt like themselves sae lovely That ill they'll ne'er let near thee. Return again, fair Lesley, Return to Caledonie! That we may brag we hae a lass There's nane again sae bonnie.