| 1878 - 724 sider
...the Western Highlands, and died on her journey back. Writing of this last parting the poet tells ue " How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk. How rich the...hawthorn's blossom, As, underneath their fragrant shade, I closp'd her to my bosom ! " The thorn tree, called " Highland iUary's Thorn," under which the meeting... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 642 sider
...the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloomed the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; . For dear... | |
| Hezekiah Butterworth - 1880 - 344 sider
...the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloomed the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 636 sider
...the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloomed the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to... | |
| Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 sider
...the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloomed the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As, underneath their fragrant shade, I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to... | |
| English poets - 1889 - 596 sider
...unfold And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the...hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp' d her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie : For dear... | |
| Robert Burns - 1881 - 326 sider
...the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloomed the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ! As, underneath their fragrant sha.de, I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings. Flew o'er me and my dearie : For dear to... | |
| Matthew Arnold - 1881 - 626 sider
...the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloomed the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to... | |
| Epes Sargent - 1881 - 1000 sider
...the laugest tarry! For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloomed r. IV. Most musical of mourners, weep again ! Lament anew, Urania! — He died, Who was t clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; i A conceited... | |
| Washington Irving - 1881 - 990 sider
...tenderness, with the following picture of the interview and parting of two lovers : — " How sweetly bloomed the gay, green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie: For dear to... | |
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