 | Robert Burns, Alexander Smith - 1865 - 462 sidor
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor ; How blithely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said... | |
 | Robert Burns, Alexander Smith - 1865 - 466 sidor
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor ; How blithely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1867 - 360 sidor
...smiles and glances let me see That make the miser's treasure poor : How blythely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward...the lighted ha'. To thee my fancy took its wing,— 1 sat, but neither heard nor saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1868 - 312 sidor
...That makes the miser's treasure poor : How blythely wad I bide the stoure, A wetiry slave frae s mi to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely...nor saw ; Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And you the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd and said, amang them a', "Ye are na Mary Morison." 0 Mary, canst... | |
 | Robert Burns, Alexander Smith - 1868 - 688 sidor
...me see, That make the miner's treasure poor; How blithely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frac sun to sun ; ! Could I the rich reward secure, The...thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, 1 sigh'd, and said... | |
 | 1869 - 444 sidor
...smiles and glances let me see That make the miser's treasure poor : How blythely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward...of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', <xYe are na Mary Morison. ' O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace Wha for thy sake wad gladly dee ? Or... | |
 | 1869 - 436 sidor
...smiles and glances let me see That make the miser's treasure poor : How blythely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward...And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said araang them a', ' Ye are na Mary Morison.' O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace Wha for thy sake wad... | |
 | John Tomlinson - 1869 - 192 sidor
...commemorates her in another song, from which we extract the following lines. What a picture of constancy ! — "Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance...yon the toast of a' the town ; I sigh'd, and said, among them a', Ye are na Mary Morison." The principal subjects of his songs are a love of nature and... | |
 | Alfred Henderson - 1869 - 526 sidor
...Where the love is, thither turns the eye. " The eye will often wander The road that love has taught." " Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed...took its wing ; I sat, but neither heard nor saw." BURNS. " His eyes " Were with his heart, and that was far away." BYRON. See " Ubi quis dolft." Ubi... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1870 - 652 sidor
...trysted hour ! Those smiles and glauces let me see, That makes the miser's treasure poor : Brought. How blithely wad I bide the stoure,1 A weary slave...Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed through the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing — I sat, but neither heard nor saw. Though... | |
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A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro... 
