The Works of Robert Burns: With His Life, Том 4Cochrane and M'Crone, 1834 - Всего страниц: 394 |
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... FRAE THE FRIENDS AND LAND I LOVE ............. ............... SWEET CLOSES THE EVENING ........ ..................................................................... 183 COCK UP YOUR BEAVER MEIKLE THINKS MY LUVE O ' MY BEAUTY ......
... FRAE THE FRIENDS AND LAND I LOVE ............. ............... SWEET CLOSES THE EVENING ........ ..................................................................... 183 COCK UP YOUR BEAVER MEIKLE THINKS MY LUVE O ' MY BEAUTY ......
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... ................................... .. FLOW GENTLY , SWEET AFTON ... .... THE SMILING SPRING ... ........................ THE CARLES OF DYSART . THE GALLANT WEAVER .................................... .. THE BAIRNS GAT OUT ... ........
... ................................... .. FLOW GENTLY , SWEET AFTON ... .... THE SMILING SPRING ... ........................ THE CARLES OF DYSART . THE GALLANT WEAVER .................................... .. THE BAIRNS GAT OUT ... ........
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... sweet , an ' young ; Nae artfu ' wiles to win ye , 0 : May ill befa ' the flattering tongue That wad beguile my Nannie , O. IV . Her face is fair , her heart is true , As spotless as she's bonnie , O : The op'ning gowan , wet wi ' dew ...
... sweet , an ' young ; Nae artfu ' wiles to win ye , 0 : May ill befa ' the flattering tongue That wad beguile my Nannie , O. IV . Her face is fair , her heart is true , As spotless as she's bonnie , O : The op'ning gowan , wet wi ' dew ...
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... sweet , Her air and mien so free ; The syren charm'd me from my meat , — But take your drink , said she . " If from the North such beauty came , How is it that I feel Within my breast that glowing flame No tongue can e'er reveal ...
... sweet , Her air and mien so free ; The syren charm'd me from my meat , — But take your drink , said she . " If from the North such beauty came , How is it that I feel Within my breast that glowing flame No tongue can e'er reveal ...
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... sweet unto that breast to cling , And round that neck entwine her ! Her lips are roses wat wi ' dew , O , what a feast her bonnie mou ' ! Her cheeks a mair celestial hue , A crimson still diviner . Tradition relates of these fine lines ...
... sweet unto that breast to cling , And round that neck entwine her ! Her lips are roses wat wi ' dew , O , what a feast her bonnie mou ' ! Her cheeks a mair celestial hue , A crimson still diviner . Tradition relates of these fine lines ...
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amang auld Ballochmyle banks Bard beauty birks of Aberfeldy blaw Blithe body kiss bonnie Doon Bonnie lassie bonnie Mary bosom braes braw Burns Charlie Charlie Stewart charms CHORUS Collier Laddie composed daunton dear dearie Deil e'en Ecclefechan Eppie M'Nab fair Farewell favourite flower frae glen green grows bonnie wi gude hame heart heroine Highland laddie ilka Inverness jacobite Jamie John Anderson Kenmure's kiss lady lass lawin lo'e luve lyric mair Mauchline maun merry miller morning muse Musical Museum naebody Nannie ne'er night Nith o'er old song owre parcel of rogues Poet Poet's rue grows bonnie says Scotland Scottish sing sparklin strain sweet sweetly thee There's thou thro thyme Tune verses weary weaver weel Whigs wife Willie win my love wind wither'd wrote ye go ye'll Ye're yon town young
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Стр. 284 - 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
Стр. 246 - YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair; How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu' o
Стр. 131 - Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, An fill it in a silver tassie ; That I may drink, before I go, A service to my bonnie lassie : The boat rocks at the pier o...
Стр. 137 - Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair: I hear her in the tunefu...
Стр. 159 - Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My 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 ?" Harris's " Tarn o' Shanter" has been considered one of his best compositions.
Стр. 282 - A waefu' day it was to me ; For there I lost my father dear, My father dear and brethren three. Their winding-sheet the bluidy clay, Their graves are growing green to see ; And by them lies the dearest lad That ever blest a woman's e'e ! Now wae to thee thou cruel lord, A bluidy man I trow thou be ; For mony a heart thou hast made sair, That ne'er did wrang to thine or thee ! A RED, RED ROSE TUNE—
Стр. 15 - Green grow the rashes, O ; Green grow the rashes, O ; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent am'ang the lasses, O ! THERE'S nought but care on ev'ry han', In ev'ry hour that passes, O ; What signifies the life o' man, An
Стр. 158 - Thou ling'ring star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O 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?
Стр. 145 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here : My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go.
Стр. 15 - But gie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my dearie, O; An' warly cares, an' warly men, May a