Reliques of Robert Burns: Consisting Chiefly of Original Letters, Poems, and Critical Observations on Scottish SongsBradford and Inskeep, 1809 - 294 sidor |
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... Highland air in Daniel Dow's " Collection of antient Scots music ; " the name is Ha a Chaillich air mo Dheidh . My treacherous memory has forgot every circumstance about Les Incas , only I think you mentioned them as being in C's ...
... Highland air in Daniel Dow's " Collection of antient Scots music ; " the name is Ha a Chaillich air mo Dheidh . My treacherous memory has forgot every circumstance about Les Incas , only I think you mentioned them as being in C's ...
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... Highland Dirk for which I have great veneration ; as it once was the dirk of Lord Balmeri- no . It fell into bad hands , who stripped it of the silver * Burns's anxiety with regard to the correctness of his writ- ings was very great ...
... Highland Dirk for which I have great veneration ; as it once was the dirk of Lord Balmeri- no . It fell into bad hands , who stripped it of the silver * Burns's anxiety with regard to the correctness of his writ- ings was very great ...
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... Highland Laddie Hughie Graham I do confess thou art sae fair I dream'd I lay where flowers were springing I had a ... Highlands My Jo , Janet My Tocher ' s the Jewel Musing on the roaring Ocean Nancy's Ghost O were I on Parnassus ' Hill ...
... Highland Laddie Hughie Graham I do confess thou art sae fair I dream'd I lay where flowers were springing I had a ... Highlands My Jo , Janet My Tocher ' s the Jewel Musing on the roaring Ocean Nancy's Ghost O were I on Parnassus ' Hill ...
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... highland Character highland Lassie , highland Queen lass of Liviston lass of Peaty's Mill last time I cam o'er the Moor lazy Mist Maid that tends the Goats mucking of Geordie's Byar posie 135 133 167 151 197 · 132 133 132 171 139 148 ...
... highland Character highland Lassie , highland Queen lass of Liviston lass of Peaty's Mill last time I cam o'er the Moor lazy Mist Maid that tends the Goats mucking of Geordie's Byar posie 135 133 167 151 197 · 132 133 132 171 139 148 ...
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... the associated strain of Sentiment and of Music will perhaps survive , while the clear stream sweeps down the VALE OF YARROW , or the yellow broom waves on the CowDEN KNOWES . " DR . CURRIE . STRICTURES , & c . The Highland Queen . The 126.
... the associated strain of Sentiment and of Music will perhaps survive , while the clear stream sweeps down the VALE OF YARROW , or the yellow broom waves on the CowDEN KNOWES . " DR . CURRIE . STRICTURES , & c . The Highland Queen . The 126.
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acquaintance Allan Water amang Auld Ayrshire ballad banks beautiful Blacklock bonie lass bosom brother Burns Burns's called charms compliments composed copy Currie's Dalswinton DEAR FRIEND DEAR SIR Dumfries e'en Edinburgh Ellisland excise farewel feelings frae Gavin Hamilton give gude Gypsie Laddie hand happy heart Highland Highland Laddie honest honor idea kind Laddie lady lassie letter Lord Madam Mauchline maun mind misfortune Miss mony morning muse ne'er never night noble O'er the moor old song pleasure poem poet poetic poor present river Doon ROBERT BURNS Roslin Castle Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum Scottish sentiments sing soul sparklin stanza sweet tell thee thing thou thought tion tune verses weel wife WILLIAM BURNS Willie wish words write young
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Sida 13 - That sings upon the bough ; Thou minds me o' the happy days When my fause Luve was true. Thou'll break my heart, thou bonnie bird That sings beside thy mate ; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o' my fate. Aft hae I roved by bonnie Doon To see the woodbine twine, And ilka bird sang o' its love ; And sae did I o' mine. Wi' lightsome heart I pu'da rose, Frae aff its thorny tree ; And my fause luver staw the rose, But left the thorn wi
Sida 278 - I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy; Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever.
Sida 173 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. 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.
Sida 171 - Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, And 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...
Sida 12 - Doon, How can ye blume sae fair ! How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae fu' o
Sida 225 - Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride. Thou source of all my bliss, and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so; Thou guide, by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurse of every virtue, fare thee well!
Sida 213 - mid renewing storms: Is it departing pangs my soul alarms ? Or death's unlovely, dreary, dark abode ? For guilt, for guilt, my terrors are in arms; I tremble to approach an angry GOD, And justly smart beneath his sin-avenging rod. Fain would I say,
Sida 211 - An' riches still may fly them, O ; An' tho' at last they catch them fast, Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O. Green grow, &c. But gie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my dearie, O ; An
Sida 185 - But pluck'd and strain'd through ruder hands, Her sweets no longer with her dwells: But scent and beauty both are gone, And leaves fall from her, one by one. Such fate ere long will thee betide When thou hast handled been awhile, With sere flowers to be thrown aside; And I shall sigh, while some will smile, To see thy love to every one Hath brought thee to be loved by none.
Sida 119 - How are you, my dear friend, and how comes on your fifth volume ? You may probably think that for some time past I have neglected you and your work ; but, alas! the hand of pain, sorrow, and care, has these many months lain heavy on me.