The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... Blast . 128 Jockey's ta'en the parting Kiss 129 My Peggy's Face ...... 129 Up in the Morning early ... 130 I dream'd I lay where Flowers were springing .. 130 Beware , O bonnie Ann 131 My Bonnie Mary .... 132 There's a Youth in this ...
... Blast . 128 Jockey's ta'en the parting Kiss 129 My Peggy's Face ...... 129 Up in the Morning early ... 130 I dream'd I lay where Flowers were springing .. 130 Beware , O bonnie Ann 131 My Bonnie Mary .... 132 There's a Youth in this ...
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... Blast ... My Father was a Farmer .......... A Mother's Lament for the Death of her Son ... Amang the Trees Bonnie Lesley On Sensibility ......... Farewell to Ayrshire Fragments On a Bank of Flowers Slow spreads the Gloom ..... Page 190 ...
... Blast ... My Father was a Farmer .......... A Mother's Lament for the Death of her Son ... Amang the Trees Bonnie Lesley On Sensibility ......... Farewell to Ayrshire Fragments On a Bank of Flowers Slow spreads the Gloom ..... Page 190 ...
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... , sunk beneath the western wave ; Th ' inconstant blast howl'd through the dark'ning And hollow whistl'd in the rocky cave . [ air , 28 ON THE DEATH OF SIR J. H. BLAIR . Delia An On the Death of Sir James Hunter Blair.
... , sunk beneath the western wave ; Th ' inconstant blast howl'd through the dark'ning And hollow whistl'd in the rocky cave . [ air , 28 ON THE DEATH OF SIR J. H. BLAIR . Delia An On the Death of Sir James Hunter Blair.
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... blast roar'd round the beetling rocks , The clouds swift - wing'd flew o'er the starry sky , The groaning trees untimely shed their locks , And shooting meteors caught the startled eye . The paly moon rose in the livid east , And ' mong ...
... blast roar'd round the beetling rocks , The clouds swift - wing'd flew o'er the starry sky , The groaning trees untimely shed their locks , And shooting meteors caught the startled eye . The paly moon rose in the livid east , And ' mong ...
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... blast . WRITTEN ON THE BLANK LEAF OF A COPY OF THE POEMS , PRESENTED TO AN OLD SWEETHEART , THEN MARRIED . ONCE fondly lov'd , and still remember'd dear , Sweet early object of my youthful vows , Accept this mark of friendship , warm ...
... blast . WRITTEN ON THE BLANK LEAF OF A COPY OF THE POEMS , PRESENTED TO AN OLD SWEETHEART , THEN MARRIED . ONCE fondly lov'd , and still remember'd dear , Sweet early object of my youthful vows , Accept this mark of friendship , warm ...
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ain dear Amang auld auld lang syne banks birds Birks Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest blithe bloom bonnie blue Bonnie Doon bonnie lass bosom bower braes braw breast Burns CESSNOCK charms Chloris CHORUS claut daddie dearest dearie dimin DUMFRIES e'en e'er fair fairest Farewell Flow gently flowers fortune's frae glen green hame heart Highland ilka Jamie John Anderson John Barleycorn kiss lassie lo'es Lord Gregory love thee luve Mary Mauchline maun meikle mony morning nae mair naebody Nancy ne'er night o'er owre Phillis pleasure poison'd rantin roar ROB MORRIS sing Skelpin song sorrow sparklin spring stream sweet sweet Afton sweetly syne tear There's thine Thou hast thro tocher TUNE-The twa glancin wander wanton weary wee thing weel whistle wild Willie wind winna ye'll yon town 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.