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Her bonie face it was as meek As ony lamb upon a lee ; The evening sun was ne'
er sae sweet As was the blink o ' Phemie's e'e . Blythe , 8c . The Highland hills I'
ve wander'd wide , And o'er the lawlands I hae been , But Phemie was the ...
Her bonie face it was as meek As ony lamb upon a lee ; The evening sun was ne'
er sae sweet As was the blink o ' Phemie's e'e . Blythe , 8c . The Highland hills I'
ve wander'd wide , And o'er the lawlands I hae been , But Phemie was the ...
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Then she pat siller in my purse , We drank wine in a coggie ; She feed a man to
rub my horse , And wow ! but I was vogie . But I gat ne'er sa sair a fleg , Since I
came frae my daddy , The laird came , rap rap , to the yett , When I was wi ' his
lady .
Then she pat siller in my purse , We drank wine in a coggie ; She feed a man to
rub my horse , And wow ! but I was vogie . But I gat ne'er sa sair a fleg , Since I
came frae my daddy , The laird came , rap rap , to the yett , When I was wi ' his
lady .
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We ca'd the bicker aft about ; Till dawning we ne'er jee'd our bun , And ay the
cleanest drinker out Was Andro wi ' his cutty gun . He did like ony mavis sing ,
And as I in his oxter sat , He ca'd me ay his bonny thing , And mony a sappy kiss I
gat ...
We ca'd the bicker aft about ; Till dawning we ne'er jee'd our bun , And ay the
cleanest drinker out Was Andro wi ' his cutty gun . He did like ony mavis sing ,
And as I in his oxter sat , He ca'd me ay his bonny thing , And mony a sappy kiss I
gat ...
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Marget Howe ! this hour ye solemn “ Swear by every thing that's gude “ Ne'er
again your spouse to scaul ' him , “ While life warms your heart and blood : " That
ye'll ne'er in Mungo's seek me , “ Ne'er put drucken to my name “ Never out at ...
Marget Howe ! this hour ye solemn “ Swear by every thing that's gude “ Ne'er
again your spouse to scaul ' him , “ While life warms your heart and blood : " That
ye'll ne'er in Mungo's seek me , “ Ne'er put drucken to my name “ Never out at ...
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If e'er ye want , or meet wi ' scant , May I ne'er weet my craigie ! This is a deeply -
solemn oath for a tinker ; but it must be remembered that his resources never
failed while any of his neighbours ' property remained unsecured . The faith to be
...
If e'er ye want , or meet wi ' scant , May I ne'er weet my craigie ! This is a deeply -
solemn oath for a tinker ; but it must be remembered that his resources never
failed while any of his neighbours ' property remained unsecured . The faith to be
...
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Página 127 - And surely I'll be mine; And we'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne.
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Página 250 - CHORUS. A fig for those by law protected ! Liberty's a glorious feast ! Courts for cowards were erected, Churches built to please the priest.
Página 230 - The Jolly Beggars, for humorous description and nice discrimination of character, is inferior to no poem of the same length in the whole range of English poetry. The scene, indeed, is laid in the very lowest department of low life, the actors being a set of strolling vagrants met to carouse and barter their rags and plunder for liquor in a hedge ale-house.