 A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love ! No...  The Scottish Songs - 14. oldalszerző: Robert Chambers - 1829Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Walter Scott - 1856 - 776 oldal
...spring like tiger on the hind. — But, hark ! our merry men so gay Troll forth another roundelay. - " A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine...thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine 1 A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1857 - 448 oldal
...spring like tiger on the hind. — But hark ! our merry-men so gay Troll forth another roundelay.' — ' A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine...Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love ! No more of me you knew. ' This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain ; But she shall... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1857 - 366 oldal
...Jock o' Hazeldean. A WEARY LOT IS THESE. SIR WALTBK Scow. From " Rokeby." A WEARY lot is thine, feir maid, A weary lot is thine ; To pull the thorn thy...Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, my love ; No more of me you knew. This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain ; But it shall... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1857 - 460 oldal
...issues level with the moat."] But, hark ! our merry-men so gay Troll forth another roundelay." — l " A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine...press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien,2 A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love !... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1857 - 468 oldal
...of his household and home : But, bark ! our merry-men so gay Troll forth another roundelay." — " A weary lot is thine, fair maid, "A weary lot is thine...press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye, a soldier's inien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love !... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1858 - 952 oldal
...gay Troll forth another roundelay."' Atmj. " A wear;- lot is thine, fan- maid, A weary lot is thine 1 To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the...soldier's mien,* A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln-green, — No more of me you knew, My love I No more of me you knew. " This mom ¡я merry... | |
 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 oldal
...moonlight sea : The boatmen rest their oars and say, Miserere Domine ! COLERIDGE. SONG. [FROM " ROKEBY."] WEARY lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine...thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine. A A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1860 - 656 oldal
...A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary Jot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid^ SONG. A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green,— No more of me you knew, My love! No more of me you knew. "This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain; But she shall bloom... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 oldal
...loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake And no birds sing.' J. Keats cxcrv THE ROVER ' A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine...the Lincoln green— No more of me you knew My Love ! No more of me you knew. He gave the bridle-reins a shake, Said ' Adieu for evermore My Love ! And... | |
 | 1863 - 982 oldal
...loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake And no birds sing. ' J. Keats CXCIV THE ROVER WEARY lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine...the Lincoln green — No more of me you knew My Love ! No more of me you knew. ' The morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain ; But she shall... | |
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