The Scottish Minstrel: Being a Complete Collection of Burns' Songs ; Together with His Correspondence with Mr. Thomson ; to which is Added and New and Complete GlossaryBenjamin Warner, 1818 - Всего страниц: 312 |
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... lassie 187 The banks of Nith , b . John Anderson my jo , 188 Tam Glen , 189 My tocher's the jewel , 192 Then guidwife count the lawin , What can a young lassie do wi ' an auld man , The bonnie wee thing , O , for ane and twenty , Tam ...
... lassie 187 The banks of Nith , b . John Anderson my jo , 188 Tam Glen , 189 My tocher's the jewel , 192 Then guidwife count the lawin , What can a young lassie do wi ' an auld man , The bonnie wee thing , O , for ane and twenty , Tam ...
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... lassie , 196 Dainty Davie , 70 Delia , 276 Duncan Gray , 21 Evan banks , 251 Extempore in the court of session , 250 Fair Eliza , 197 Fair Jenny , For a ' that an ' a Note respecting the Scots Musical Museum, 173 Page.
... lassie , 196 Dainty Davie , 70 Delia , 276 Duncan Gray , 21 Evan banks , 251 Extempore in the court of session , 250 Fair Eliza , 197 Fair Jenny , For a ' that an ' a Note respecting the Scots Musical Museum, 173 Page.
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... lassie , 187 The bonnie lad that's far awa , 255 The bonnie wee thing , 194 The braes of Ballochmyle , The chevalier's lament , The day returns , my bosom burus , The dean of faculty , The Dumfries volunteers , 185 246 183 249 239 The ...
... lassie , 187 The bonnie lad that's far awa , 255 The bonnie wee thing , 194 The braes of Ballochmyle , The chevalier's lament , The day returns , my bosom burus , The dean of faculty , The Dumfries volunteers , 185 246 183 249 239 The ...
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... lassie , will ye go , will ye go , will ye go 175 Bonnie wee thing , cannie wee thing 194 But lately seen in gladsome green 119 By Allan stream I chane'd to rove 64 By yon castle wa ' at the close of the day 247 Canst thou leave me thus ...
... lassie , will ye go , will ye go , will ye go 175 Bonnie wee thing , cannie wee thing 194 But lately seen in gladsome green 119 By Allan stream I chane'd to rove 64 By yon castle wa ' at the close of the day 247 Canst thou leave me thus ...
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... Lassie wi ' the lint - white locks 124 Last May a braw wooer came down the lang glen 160 Let me wander where I will 94 Let not woman e'er complain 117 Long , long the night- 147 Loud blaw the frosty breezes 177 Louis , what reck I by ...
... Lassie wi ' the lint - white locks 124 Last May a braw wooer came down the lang glen 160 Let me wander where I will 94 Let not woman e'er complain 117 Long , long the night- 147 Loud blaw the frosty breezes 177 Louis , what reck I by ...
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