The Scottish Songs, 2. kötetRobert Chambers Ballantyne, 1829 - 370 oldal |
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256. oldal
... 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 ...
... 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 ...
261. oldal
... sweet , so soft a bloom Elsewhere there never grows ! There Colin tuned his aiten reed , And won my yielding heart ; No shepherd e'er that dwelt on Tweed Could play with half such art . He sung of Tay , of Forth , of Clyde , The hills ...
... sweet , so soft a bloom Elsewhere there never grows ! There Colin tuned his aiten reed , And won my yielding heart ; No shepherd e'er that dwelt on Tweed Could play with half such art . He sung of Tay , of Forth , of Clyde , The hills ...
262. oldal
... Sweet lass , Sweet as yon hawthorn's blossom , O ! happy , happy may he be , That's dearest to thy bosom ! * From the Tea - Table Miscellany , 1724 . My purse is light , I've far to gang , 262.
... Sweet lass , Sweet as yon hawthorn's blossom , O ! happy , happy may he be , That's dearest to thy bosom ! * From the Tea - Table Miscellany , 1724 . My purse is light , I've far to gang , 262.
265. oldal
... sweet away , That numbers on us look and gaze ; Weel pleased they see our happy days , Nor envy's sell finds aught to blame ; And aye , when weary cares arise , Thy bosom still shall be my hame . A Jacobite song , evidently written ...
... sweet away , That numbers on us look and gaze ; Weel pleased they see our happy days , Nor envy's sell finds aught to blame ; And aye , when weary cares arise , Thy bosom still shall be my hame . A Jacobite song , evidently written ...
266. oldal
... flee ; And poverty parts sweet companie . At bridal and infare I've braced me wi ' pride ; The bruse I hae won , and a kiss o ' the bride ; And loud was the laughter gay fellows among , When 266 POVERTY PARTS GUDE COMPANIE. ...
... flee ; And poverty parts sweet companie . At bridal and infare I've braced me wi ' pride ; The bruse I hae won , and a kiss o ' the bride ; And loud was the laughter gay fellows among , When 266 POVERTY PARTS GUDE COMPANIE. ...
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258. oldal - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! " Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! " Ayr gurgling kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green, The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptured scene.
406. oldal - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa?
553. oldal - Waken, lords and ladies gay." Waken, lords and ladies gay, To the green-wood haste away; We can show you where he lies, Fleet of foot, and tall of size; We can show the marks he made When 'gainst the oak his antlers frayed; You shall see him brought to bay, "Waken, lords and ladies gay.
552. oldal - Waken, lords and ladies gay, On the mountain dawns the day ; All the jolly chase is here, With hawk and horse and hunting-spear; Hounds are in their couples yelling. Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily merrily mingle they: Waken, lords and ladies gay...
562. oldal - You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th...
339. oldal - I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.
460. oldal - What is title? What is treasure? What is reputation's care ? If we lead a life of pleasure 'Tis no matter how or where...
441. oldal - Langley-dale; His step is first in peaceful ha', His sword in battle keen" — But aye she loot the tears down fa
258. oldal - O Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
412. oldal - Or canst thou break that heart of his, Whase only faut is loving thee ? If love for love thou wilt na gie, At least be pity to me shown ! A thought ungentle canna be The thought o