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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... never equal thine . I hae sworn by the Heavens to my Mary , I hae sworn by the Heavens to be true ; And sae may the Heavens forget me , When I forget my vow ! O plight me your faith , my Mary , And plight me your lily - white hand ; O ...
... never equal thine . I hae sworn by the Heavens to my Mary , I hae sworn by the Heavens to be true ; And sae may the Heavens forget me , When I forget my vow ! O plight me your faith , my Mary , And plight me your lily - white hand ; O ...
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... never saw a fairer , I never loe'd a dearer , And neist my heart I'll wear her , For fear my jewel tine . She is a winsome wee thing , She is a handsome wee thing , She is a bonnie wee thing , This sweet wee wife o ' mine . The warld's ...
... never saw a fairer , I never loe'd a dearer , And neist my heart I'll wear her , For fear my jewel tine . She is a winsome wee thing , She is a handsome wee thing , She is a bonnie wee thing , This sweet wee wife o ' mine . The warld's ...
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... streams around The castle o ' Montgomery , Green be your woods , and fair your flowers , Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfald her robes , And there the Mr. GEORGE THOMSON . 15 Mr B to Mr T with "High- land Mary," 15.
... streams around The castle o ' Montgomery , Green be your woods , and fair your flowers , Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfald her robes , And there the Mr. GEORGE THOMSON . 15 Mr B to Mr T with "High- land Mary," 15.
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... never meant to supplant it . All I requested was , that you would try your hand on some of the inferior stanzas , which are apparently no part of the original song ; but this I do not urge , becanse the song is of sufficient length ...
... never meant to supplant it . All I requested was , that you would try your hand on some of the inferior stanzas , which are apparently no part of the original song ; but this I do not urge , becanse the song is of sufficient length ...
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... never made anither " ( such a person as she is . ) This is in my opinion more poetical than " Ne'er made sic anither . " However it is immaterial : make it either way * . " Caledonie , " I agree with you , is not so good a word as could ...
... never made anither " ( such a person as she is . ) This is in my opinion more poetical than " Ne'er made sic anither . " However it is immaterial : make it either way * . " Caledonie , " I agree with you , is not so good a word as could ...
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Стр. 207 - And they hae taen his very heart's blood, And drank it round and round; And still the more and more they drank, Their joy did more abound. John Barleycorn was a hero bold, Of noble enterprise ; For if you do but taste his blood, Twill make your courage rise. 'Twill make a man forget his woe; 'Twill heighten all his joy : 'Twill make the widow's heart to sing, Tho
Стр. 200 - MY luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June : O, my luve's like the melodie That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a
Стр. 18 - 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 to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder; But, Oh!
Стр. 137 - 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
Стр. 136 - Man for a That IS there, for honest poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that ? The coward slave we pass him by, We dare be poor for a' that. For a
Стр. 137 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that ; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a
Стр. 230 - O, WERT thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.
Стр. 136 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that. " What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a
Стр. 16 - A WINSOME WEE THING. SHE is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonnie wee thing, This sweet wee wife o
Стр. 201 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun! And I will love thee still, my dear, While the sands o