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Amang auld banks bear birds blast blithe bonnie bosom braes break breast charms CHORUS comes dear dearest dearie death e'en early EPIGRAM fair Farewell fate fear flowers frae give glen grace green guid hand hast head hear heart Highland hills hope hour I'll ilka John kind king lass lassie leave light LINES live look Lord mair Mary maun meet mind mony morning nature ne'er never night o'er peace pleasure poor pride rest round sing SONG soul spring stream sweet tear tell thee There's thine thing thou thought thro wander wave weary weel wife wild Willie wind winter woods WRITTEN ye'll young
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Sida 129 - 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
Sida 177 - Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
Sida 205 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', 'Ye are na Mary Morison.
Sida 142 - Had we never lov'd sae kindly Had we never lov'd sae blindly Never met - or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted!
Sida 125 - Flow gently, sweet Afton ! among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays ! My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream — Flow gently, sweet Afton ! disturb not her dream ! THE SMILING SPRING.
Sida 111 - John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither; And monie a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither: Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson, my jo.
Sida 178 - Wear hoddin-grey 2 , and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a' that. For a
Sida 129 - 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
Sida 175 - 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...
Sida 142 - AE fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever ! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me.
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| Titel | The British Poets: Including Translations ... Volym 76 av The British Poets: Including Translations, British poets |
| Författare | British poets |
| Utgivare | C. Whittingham, 1822 |
| Original från | Oxford University |
| Digitaliserad | 26 sep 2006 |
| Exportera citat | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |