 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 460 sider
...How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks...sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green vallies below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft as mild evening weeps over... | |
 | Lyre - 1806 - 204 sider
...How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills ; There daily I wander, as noon rises high, My flocks...sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green vallies below, Where wild in the woodlands thy primroses blow; There oft, as mild evening weeps over... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 sider
...How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Par mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks...primroses blow; There oft as mild evening weeps over the lee, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1811 - 416 sider
...How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills . There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. I. 151 IV. How pleasant thy banks and green vallies below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1813 - 452 sider
...How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks...There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1814 - 306 sider
...mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My (locks and my Mary's sweet .cot in my eye. How pleasant thy...mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented hirk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides. And winds by the cot where... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1815 - 364 sider
...of elear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My floeks and my Mary's sweet eot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys...There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-seented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy erystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides. And winds... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1822 - 440 sider
...How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Var mark d with the courses of clear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks...There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 274 sider
...How lofiy, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks...Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow; There ofi as mild ev'ning weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. . i BONNIE BELL.... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 388 sider
...lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills ! Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks...the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft as mild ev'ning weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton,... | |
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Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides ; How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flow'rets she stems thy clear wave. 
