Songs, Chiefly in the Scottish DialectJ. M'Kie, 1869 - 396 sider |
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... 167 Somebody My Love's a winfome wee thing Young Peggy blooms our bonniest lafs By yon caftle wa ' at the close of the day Out over the Forth I look to the north b 169 170 - 171 173 174 Phillis the fair Page 175 176 I'm o'er young to ( ix )
... 167 Somebody My Love's a winfome wee thing Young Peggy blooms our bonniest lafs By yon caftle wa ' at the close of the day Out over the Forth I look to the north b 169 170 - 171 173 174 Phillis the fair Page 175 176 I'm o'er young to ( ix )
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... 'dna fkaithe thee , Or aught that wad belang thee ! He'd look into thy bonie face , And fay , " I canna wrang thee . " * That part of Scotland bordering on England . * The powers aboon will tent thee , Misfortune fha'na fteer ( 16 )
... 'dna fkaithe thee , Or aught that wad belang thee ! He'd look into thy bonie face , And fay , " I canna wrang thee . " * That part of Scotland bordering on England . * The powers aboon will tent thee , Misfortune fha'na fteer ( 16 )
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... Look'd afklent and unco fkeigh , Gart poor Duncan stand abiegh ; Ha , ha , the wooing o't . Duncan fleech'd , and Duncan pray'd , Ha , ha , the wooing o't ; Meg was deaf as AILSA Craig * Ha , ha ( 30 ) Duncan Gray cam' here to.
... Look'd afklent and unco fkeigh , Gart poor Duncan stand abiegh ; Ha , ha , the wooing o't . Duncan fleech'd , and Duncan pray'd , Ha , ha , the wooing o't ; Meg was deaf as AILSA Craig * Ha , ha ( 30 ) Duncan Gray cam' here to.
Side 32
... Look abroad through Nature's range , Nature's mighty law is change ; Ladies , would it not be ftrange Man fhould then a monster prove ? Mark the winds , and mark the skies ; Ocean's ( 32 ) Let not Woman e'er complain.
... Look abroad through Nature's range , Nature's mighty law is change ; Ladies , would it not be ftrange Man fhould then a monster prove ? Mark the winds , and mark the skies ; Ocean's ( 32 ) Let not Woman e'er complain.
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... look like bluntie , But three short years will foon wheel roun ' , And then comes ane and twenty . And O for ane and twenty , Tam ! And hey , sweet ane and twenty , I'll learn my kin a rattling fang , Gin I faw ane and twenty . A glebe ...
... look like bluntie , But three short years will foon wheel roun ' , And then comes ane and twenty . And O for ane and twenty , Tam ! And hey , sweet ane and twenty , I'll learn my kin a rattling fang , Gin I faw ane and twenty . A glebe ...
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amang arms auld banks bear birds bloom blue blythe body bofom bonie braes breaſt charms CHORUS comes copies dear dearie e'en early fair fang Farewell fear fell fhall fing flowers Fortune frae fweet give Glaſgow glen green grows gude hame hand heart Here's Highland hill hour I'll ilka James John Kilmarnock king laddie laffie lafs land leave light live lo'es London look lover mair Mary maun meet mind mony morning ne'er never night o'er peace pleaſure poor pride round ſhall ſhe Street ſweet tears tell thee thing thou thought thro true wander weary weel wife wild Willie wilt wind winter woods wooing ye go young
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Side 146 - 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 353 - 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; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o' my fate. Aft hae I roved by bonnie Doon To see the woodbine twine, And ilka bird sang o' its love; And sae did I o
Side 164 - 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 38 - 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 69 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha s>ae 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'?
Side 31 - Shall I, like a fool, quoth he, For a haughty hizzie die ? She may gae to — France for me ! Ha, ha, the wooing o't.
Side 8 - Thou'rt welcome to it dearly ! For gold the merchant ploughs the main, The farmer ploughs the manor ; But glory is the sodger's prize ; The sodger's wealth is...
Side 151 - Here are we met, three merry boys, Three merry boys I trow are we ; And mony a night we've merry been, And mony mae we hope to be ! We are na fou, &c. It is the moon, I ken her horn, That's blinkin...
Side 275 - IT was a' for our rightfu' King, We left fair Scotland's strand ; It was a' for our rightfu' King We e'er saw Irish land, My dear ; We e'er saw Irish land. Now a' is done that men can do, And a...
Side 397 - I AM a son of Mars, Who have been in many wars, And show my cuts and scars Wherever I come ; This here was for a wench, And that other in a trench, When welcoming the French At the sound of the drum.