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Side 6
But nae mair can I meet wi ' my Sandy , To the banks o ' the Rhine he is gane .
Alas ! that the trumpet ' s loud clarion Thus draws a ' our shepherds afar ; O cou '
dna the ewe - bughts and Marion Please mair than the horrors o ' war !
But nae mair can I meet wi ' my Sandy , To the banks o ' the Rhine he is gane .
Alas ! that the trumpet ' s loud clarion Thus draws a ' our shepherds afar ; O cou '
dna the ewe - bughts and Marion Please mair than the horrors o ' war !
Side 101
We ' ll hear nae mair lilting , at the ewe milking ; Women and bairns are heartless
and wae : Sighing and moaning , on ilka green loaning , The flowers of the forest
are a ' wede awae . * ммммм KATH ' RINE OGIE . As walking forth to view the ...
We ' ll hear nae mair lilting , at the ewe milking ; Women and bairns are heartless
and wae : Sighing and moaning , on ilka green loaning , The flowers of the forest
are a ' wede awae . * ммммм KATH ' RINE OGIE . As walking forth to view the ...
Side 115
My Peggy speaks sae sweetly , Whene ' er we meet alane , I wish nae mair to lay
my care , I wish nae mair o ' a ' that ' s rare : My Peggy speaks sae sweetly , To a '
the lave I ' m cauld ; But she gars a ' my spirits glow , At wauking o ' the fauld .
My Peggy speaks sae sweetly , Whene ' er we meet alane , I wish nae mair to lay
my care , I wish nae mair o ' a ' that ' s rare : My Peggy speaks sae sweetly , To a '
the lave I ' m cauld ; But she gars a ' my spirits glow , At wauking o ' the fauld .
Side 133
Nae mair amang our bonnie glens we ' ll garlands entwine , Nor pu ' the wild -
flow ' r by the burn , to busk my lassie fine ; Nae mair upon yon sunnie knowe we '
ll mark the sun decline , Nor tell the tender tales that pleas ' d in days o ' langsyne
...
Nae mair amang our bonnie glens we ' ll garlands entwine , Nor pu ' the wild -
flow ' r by the burn , to busk my lassie fine ; Nae mair upon yon sunnie knowe we '
ll mark the sun decline , Nor tell the tender tales that pleas ' d in days o ' langsyne
...
Side 145
O Mary , dear , lament nae mair , I ' m in death ' s thraws * below the sea ; Thy
weeping makes me sad in bliss , Sae , Mary , weep nae mair for me ! The wind
slept when we left the bay , But soon it waked and raised the main , And God he
bore ...
O Mary , dear , lament nae mair , I ' m in death ' s thraws * below the sea ; Thy
weeping makes me sad in bliss , Sae , Mary , weep nae mair for me ! The wind
slept when we left the bay , But soon it waked and raised the main , And God he
bore ...
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Side 95 - 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 33 - 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...
Side 34 - 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 18 - 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 311 - 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 162 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer, A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!
Side 25 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
Side 135 - Glen? Yestreen at the Valentines' dealing, My heart to my mou gied a sten : For thrice I drew ane without failing, And thrice it was written, Tam Glen. The last Halloween I was waukin My droukit sark-sleeve, as ye ken ; His likeness cam up the house staukin — And the very grey breeks o...
Side 25 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
Side 198 - Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a
Bibliografisk informasjon
| Tittel | The pocket encyclopedia of Scottish, English, and Irish songs, selected from the works of the most eminent poets; with original pieces, and notes, Volum 1 The pocket encyclopedia of Scottish, English, and Irish songs, selected from the works of the most eminent poets; with original pieces, and notes, Scottish songs |
| Forfatter | Scottish songs |
| distribuert | 1816 |
| Original fra | Oxford University |
| Digitalisert | 26. sep 2006 |
| Eksporter sitat | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |