The Works of Robert Burns: Correspondence with Mr. George Thomson, including poetry hitherto unpublishedT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1806 |
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... ne'er so sweet ,. O mirk , mirk is this midnight hour , · O meikle thinks my luve o ' my beauty ,. O my luve's like a red , red rose , O poortith cauld , and restless love ,. O Philly , happy be that day , O saw ye bonny Lesley , • O ...
... ne'er so sweet ,. O mirk , mirk is this midnight hour , · O meikle thinks my luve o ' my beauty ,. O my luve's like a red , red rose , O poortith cauld , and restless love ,. O Philly , happy be that day , O saw ye bonny Lesley , • O ...
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... ne'er be eerie O , If thro ' that glen I gaed to thee , My ain kind dearie O. Altho ' the night were ne'er sae wild , * And I were ne'er sae wearie O , I'd meet thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie O. Your * In the copy ...
... ne'er be eerie O , If thro ' that glen I gaed to thee , My ain kind dearie O. Altho ' the night were ne'er sae wild , * And I were ne'er sae wearie O , I'd meet thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie O. Your * In the copy ...
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... ne'er let near thee . Return again , fair Lesley , Return to Caledonie ! That we may brag , we hae a lass There's nane again sae bonnie . I have hitherto deferred the sublimer , more pathetic airs , until more leisure , as they will ...
... ne'er let near thee . Return again , fair Lesley , Return to Caledonie ! That we may brag , we hae a lass There's nane again sae bonnie . I have hitherto deferred the sublimer , more pathetic airs , until more leisure , as they will ...
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... ne'er made sic anither ; " and I would fain have you substitute some other line for " Return to Caledonie , " in the last verse , be- cause I think this alteration of the orthography , and of the sound of Caledonia , disfigures the word ...
... ne'er made sic anither ; " and I would fain have you substitute some other line for " Return to Caledonie , " in the last verse , be- cause I think this alteration of the orthography , and of the sound of Caledonia , disfigures the word ...
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... ne'er a word repine . You perceive , my dear Sir , I avail myself of the liberty , which you condescend to allow me , by speaking freely what I think . Be assured , it is not my disposition to pick out the faults of any poem or picture ...
... ne'er a word repine . You perceive , my dear Sir , I avail myself of the liberty , which you condescend to allow me , by speaking freely what I think . Be assured , it is not my disposition to pick out the faults of any poem or picture ...
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ae night ain dear Allan Allan Ramsay alter anither auld lang syne ballad bard beautiful blythe bonnie Bonnie Dundee bosom braw BURNS Caledonia Cauld Kail charming Chloris CHORUS Coila Craigieburn Dainty Davie dear Sir dearie Duncan Gray Edinburgh English song English verses fair fancy fine air flowers frae Galla Water give glen hame heart Highland Mary Jeanie John Anderson lass lassie lea-rig Leiger lo'es Logan braes Lord Gregory lover mair maun melodies mend merit mony morning muse Museum Nancy Nanie ne'er never o'er Phillis Pindar pleased pleasure Pleyel poet poetry Rob Morris Robin Adair Saw ye Scots Scottish simmer singing stanza suit sung sweet taste thee thine THOMSON thro tune wander wee thing wild Willie young JESSIE
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