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" 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. oldal
szerző: Robert Chambers - 1829
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The complete poetical and dramatic works of sir Walter Scott. With an intr ...

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1883 - 684 oldal
...so gay Troll forth another roundelay." — " A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A woary lot is thine I To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye, a soldier's inion, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love !...

Songs of Three Centuries. Ed. by John Greenleaf Whittier. Household Ed. ...

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1883 - 382 oldal
...know, — Sings high-born Cavalier. The star of Love, all stars above, But where is County Guy ? SONG. A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, "A WEARY lot is thine, fair maid, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln-green, — And press...

Poetical Works

Sir Walter Scott - 1908 - 992 oldal
...Or spring like tiger on the hind. But, hark ! our merry-men so gay Troll forth another roundelay." ' heaven. Oh ! if yet worse mishap and woe My master's...future bard, sad Harp ! shall fling Triumph or rapture ! No more of me you knew. This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain ; But she shall...

The Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics, with Notes

1908 - 464 oldal
...loitering, 15 Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing.' J, Keats CCXXXVIII THE ROVER A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine!...thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine. 5 A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green — No more...

Palgrave's Golden Treasury

1908 - 376 oldal
...loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing.' J. KEATS CXCIV THE ROVER A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine...thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine. The Flight of Love 2 1 1 A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien A feather of the blue, A doublet of the...

The Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics, with Notes

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1908 - 476 oldal
...loitering, 15 Though the sedge is witherd from the lake, And no birds sing.' J. Keats CCXXXVIII THE ROVER A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine!...thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine. 6 A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green — No more...

The Pageant of English Poetry

Robert Maynard Leonard - 1909 - 636 oldal
...that misery's hand bestows To fill the catalogue of human woes. J. SCOTT. 798. 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 she shall...

Narrative and Lyric Poems: For Students

Samuel Swayze Seward - 1909 - 538 oldal
...and adore thee; With a full but soft emotion, Like the swell of Summer's ocean. Lord Byron. THE ROVER 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...

The Harvard Classics, 41. kötet,2. oldal

1910 - 542 oldal
...o'er earth and sky, And high and low the influence know — But where is County Guy ? 432 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. ' This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain ; But she shall...

The Book of Georgian Verse

William Stanley Braithwaite - 1909 - 1334 oldal
...Could thy dear eyes in following mine Still sweeten more these banks of Rhine ! Lord Byron 44°- Song A WEARY lot is thine, fair maid, ** A weary lot is...blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green — No more of me ye knew, My Love ! No more of me ye knew. 'This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain;...




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