 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1844 - Страниц: 334
...MARY. Ye banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer...there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last farewell .0' my sweet Highland Mary ! How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's... | |
 | Robert Burns, James Currie - 1844 - Страниц: 706
...Green be your woods, and fair your flowers. Your waters never drumlie! There simmer first unfald™ her robes. And there the langest tarry ! For there...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,... | |
 | 1895 - Страниц: 862
...Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ; There simmer first unfanld her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there...took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. The consummate song of this summer, 1789, was "John Anderson My Jo, John," just as " Auld Lang Syne... | |
 | Quaver - 1844 - Страниц: 552
...they langest tarry : And there I took the last fareweel, Of my dear 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... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - Страниц: 484
...o" Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie !a There summer first unfauld her robes. And there the langest tarry ! For there I took the last farewell O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloomed the gay green birk,b How rich the hawthorn's... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1844 - Страниц: 336
...Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first imfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last farewell 0' my sweet Highland Mary ! How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's... | |
 | Pierre Lebrocquy - 1845 - Страниц: 552
...Mais que veux-tu 1 une jeune fillette qui quitte à peine les genoux de sa mère ! How sweetly bloom'd the gay, green BIRK , How rich the hawthorn's blossom,...underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! Hoe zoel bloeide de lustige, groene berk, Hoe ryk de haegdoorns bloesem , Alsbeneden (onder) hunne... | |
 | John Wilson - 1845 - Страниц: 248
...Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfaulds her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there...took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary." But what are lines like these to his " Address to Mary in Heaven !" It was the anniversary of the day... | |
 | 1845 - Страниц: 440
...your woods, and lair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her rohes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Alary. How sweetly hloom'd the gay, green hirk, How rich the hawthorn's hlossom ; As underneath her... | |
 | John Wilson - 1845 - Страниц: 236
...Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfaulds her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel . 0' my sweet Highland Mary." ,»* ' But what are lines like these to his " Address to Mary in Heaven... | |
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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... 
