The Works of Robert Burns: Correspondence with Mr. George Thomson, including poetry hitherto unpublishedT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1806 |
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Side xiv
... leave me thus , my Katy ? " - ( The reply , " Stay my Willie , yet be- lieve me , " in a note ) -Stock and horn , LXV . Mr. T. to Mr. B. Praise -- Desires more .songs . of the humorous cast - Means to have a picture from " The Soldier's ...
... leave me thus , my Katy ? " - ( The reply , " Stay my Willie , yet be- lieve me , " in a note ) -Stock and horn , LXV . Mr. T. to Mr. B. Praise -- Desires more .songs . of the humorous cast - Means to have a picture from " The Soldier's ...
Side xviii
... leave at a place in the Highlands 405 On the Death of Mr. Riddel 368 Phillis the Fair Saw ye my Phely ? She says Sic a Wife as Willie had Strathallan's Lament · 88 • 174 she lo'es me best of a ' 163 326 273 Tam Glen 304 The Page The Lea ...
... leave at a place in the Highlands 405 On the Death of Mr. Riddel 368 Phillis the Fair Saw ye my Phely ? She says Sic a Wife as Willie had Strathallan's Lament · 88 • 174 she lo'es me best of a ' 163 326 273 Tam Glen 304 The Page The Lea ...
Side xx
... leave me thus , my Katy ? 382 401 115 344 • 255 111 280 71 314 183 95 · 206 Ca ' the yowes to the knowes , 160 Clarinda , mistress of my soul , 288 Come let me take thee to my breast , 102 Contented wi ' little , and cantie wi ' mair ...
... leave me thus , my Katy ? 382 401 115 344 • 255 111 280 71 314 183 95 · 206 Ca ' the yowes to the knowes , 160 Clarinda , mistress of my soul , 288 Come let me take thee to my breast , 102 Contented wi ' little , and cantie wi ' mair ...
Side xxiii
... leave me ? Stay , my Willie - yet believe me , Sweet fa's the eve on Craigie - burn , Scenes of woe , and scenes of pleasure , The Catrine woods were yellow seen , The day returns , my bosom burns , · The friend whom wild from wisdom's ...
... leave me ? Stay , my Willie - yet believe me , Sweet fa's the eve on Craigie - burn , Scenes of woe , and scenes of pleasure , The Catrine woods were yellow seen , The day returns , my bosom burns , · The friend whom wild from wisdom's ...
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... submit to your consideration ; leaving it to you , either to mend these , or make new songs in their stead . It is superfluous to as- sure you that I have no intention to displace any of of the sterling old songs ; those only will be 2.
... submit to your consideration ; leaving it to you , either to mend these , or make new songs in their stead . It is superfluous to as- sure you that I have no intention to displace any of of the sterling old songs ; those only will be 2.
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ae night ain dear Allan Allan Ramsay alter anither auld lang syne ballad bard beautiful blythe bonnie Bonnie Dundee bosom braw BURNS Caledonia Cauld Kail charming Chloris CHORUS Coila Craigieburn Dainty Davie dear Sir dearie Duncan Gray Edinburgh English song English verses fair fancy fine air flowers frae Galla Water give glen hame heart Highland Mary Jeanie John Anderson lass lassie lea-rig Leiger lo'es Logan braes Lord Gregory lover mair maun melodies mend merit mony morning muse Museum Nancy Nanie ne'er never o'er Phillis Pindar pleased pleasure Pleyel poet poetry Rob Morris Robin Adair Saw ye Scots Scottish simmer singing stanza suit sung sweet taste thee thine THOMSON thro tune wander wee thing wild Willie young JESSIE
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Side 126 - Let him follow 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 331 - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
Side 17 - YE banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers. Your waters never drumlie! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O
Side 293 - Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, 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' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw, or green, There's not a bonnie bird that sings But minds me o
Side 217 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that ; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a
Side 122 - CHORUS. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine ; But we've wander'd mony a weary foot Sin auld lang syne.
Side 216 - 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 343 - That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a...
Side 42 - 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', "Ye are na Mary Morison.
Side 302 - JOHN ANDERSON MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...