 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
 | Samuel Orchart Beeton - 1873 - 782 oldal
...sing repose To my dear bride and me, Mary ' Sir W. Scott.— Born 1771, Died 1832. 1320.— SONG. " 1. ! No more of me you knew. This morn is merry June, I trow — The rose is budding fain ; But she shall... | |
 | 1873 - 466 oldal
...bloody field, Expressing well his nature who the same did yield." SPENSER. HJen torn gmibers iber. t 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. " This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain; But she shall... | |
 | May Agnes Fleming - 1873 - 560 oldal
...of his hearers had ever heard before. " A weary lot is tl,inr, fair moid — A weary lot is thme ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid And press the...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... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 600 oldal
...And my fause luver stole my rose, But, ah ! he left the thorn wi' me. BURNS. A WEARY LOT IS THINE. 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 it shall... | |
 | Lyrics, William Davenport Adams - 1874 - 312 oldal
...thee, when the end is come, How we may best forget. Dante Gabriel Rossetti. cxcvni. LOVE THE ROVER. " A WEARY lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine...mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln greenNo more of me you knew, My Love ! No more of me you knew. ' ' The morn is merry June, I trow.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1874 - 660 oldal
...our merry men so gay Troll forth another roundelay. Song. " A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A wear; lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid,...blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of ine you knew, My love ! No more of me you knew. " This morn is merry June, I trow. The rose is budding... | |
 | lady Emma Carolina Wood - 1874 - 358 oldal
...i'H AV. i;if 3r.Ik. ar»£ •ss^rs ~zd. ~ I see 'v'.x>. n^ rut rr frT^ni •-• v^-" CHAPTER IX. "A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine,...thy brow to braid, , And press the rue for wine." " AH ! surely nothing dies, but something mourns," says Byron. Ah ! surely nothing lives, but some... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 588 oldal
...fause luver stole my rose, But, ah! he left the thorn wi' me. BURNS. A WEARY LOT IS THINE. A WKAKY lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine; To...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... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 588 oldal
...And my fause luver stole my rose. But, ah ! he left the thorn wi' me. Bl'BNS. A WEARY LOT IS TIIIXE. A WEARY lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine;...mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln screen, — No more of me you knew, my love ; No more of me you knew. This morn is merry June, I trow,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 560 oldal
...reigns o'er earth and sky, And high and low the influence know, — But where is County Guy I 80NO. "A WEARY lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine...To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the me for wine ! A lightsome eve, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln-green,... | |
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