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" I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you denied; Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide— And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That... "
The songs of England and Scotland - 242. oldal
szerző: England - 1835
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, 12. kötet

1808 - 556 oldal
...fpoke the bride'* father, his hand on his (word!, (For the poor craven bridegroom faid never a wurd,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to...dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar ? " " I long wooed your daughter, my fuit yon denied ; — Love fwells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide—-...

Marmion;: A Tale of Flodden Field, 1. kötet

Walter Scott - 1808 - 526 oldal
...bride's-men, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all : TVien spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,)...our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar ?" . * • " I long wooed' your daughter, my suit you denied; — * « Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide...

The Monthly Mirror: Reflecting Men and Manners: With Strictures on ..., 4. kötet

1808 - 416 oldal
...sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) ' O come you in peace here, or come you in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?' — ' I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide —...

Select Reviews, and Spirit of the Foreign Magazines, 1. kötet

Enos Bronson - 1809 - 494 oldal
...bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all ; Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word)...dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar !" " I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide —...

Select Reviews, 1-2. kötet

1809 - 914 oldal
...the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word) " О come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar !" " I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide —...

Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most ...

John Aikin, Robert Harding Evans - 1810 - 508 oldal
...bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all : Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,)...dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar ? " I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ;•: — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide...

Marmion

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1810 - 532 oldal
...bride's-men, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all: Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,)...Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar i "• — " I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs...

Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most ...

John Aikin - 1810 - 386 oldal
...bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all: Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,)...war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar ? z " I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like...

Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most ...

John Aikin - 1810 - 414 oldal
...bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all: Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,)...come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord z <f I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like...

The Annual Register of World Events: A Review of the Year, 50. kötet

Edmund Burke - 1810 - 960 oldal
...bride's.men, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all; Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his swonl, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,)...come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young lord Lochiavar ?" — *( I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ;•— • Love swells like the...




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