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1 I've seen the smiling of fortune beguiling , I've tasted her favours , and felt her
decay ; Sweet is her blessing , and kind her caressing , But soon it is fled - it is
Aled far away . I've seen the forest adorned of the foremost , With flowers of the ...
1 I've seen the smiling of fortune beguiling , I've tasted her favours , and felt her
decay ; Sweet is her blessing , and kind her caressing , But soon it is fled - it is
Aled far away . I've seen the forest adorned of the foremost , With flowers of the ...
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O , wilt thou go wi ' me , sweet Tibbie Dunbar ; O , wilt thou go wi me , sweet
Tibbie Dunbar ; Wilt thou ride on a horse , or be drawn in a car , Or walk by my
side , O sweet Tibbie Dunbar ? I carena thy daddie , his lands and his money , I
carena ...
O , wilt thou go wi ' me , sweet Tibbie Dunbar ; O , wilt thou go wi me , sweet
Tibbie Dunbar ; Wilt thou ride on a horse , or be drawn in a car , Or walk by my
side , O sweet Tibbie Dunbar ? I carena thy daddie , his lands and his money , I
carena ...
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The rose I pluckt o ' right is mine , Our hearts together grew , Like twa sweet roses
on ae stak , Frae hate to love she flew . Swift as a winged shaft he sped ; Bald
Duncan said in jeer , Gae tell thy master , beardless youth , We are nae wont to ...
The rose I pluckt o ' right is mine , Our hearts together grew , Like twa sweet roses
on ae stak , Frae hate to love she flew . Swift as a winged shaft he sped ; Bald
Duncan said in jeer , Gae tell thy master , beardless youth , We are nae wont to ...
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Sweet closes the evening on Craigie - burn wood , And blythely awakens the
morrow ; But the pride of the spring in the Craigie - burn wood , Can yield me to
nothing but sorrow . Beyond thee , 8c . I see the spreading leaves and flowers , I
hear ...
Sweet closes the evening on Craigie - burn wood , And blythely awakens the
morrow ; But the pride of the spring in the Craigie - burn wood , Can yield me to
nothing but sorrow . Beyond thee , 8c . I see the spreading leaves and flowers , I
hear ...
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I do confess thou'rt sweet , yet find Thee such an unthrift of thy sweets , Thy
favours are but like the wind That kisseth every thing it meets . And since thou
can'st with more than one , Thou'rt worthy to be kiss'd by none . The morning rose
, that ...
I do confess thou'rt sweet , yet find Thee such an unthrift of thy sweets , Thy
favours are but like the wind That kisseth every thing it meets . And since thou
can'st with more than one , Thou'rt worthy to be kiss'd by none . The morning rose
, that ...
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Página 127 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o...
Página 136 - It is the moon, I ken her horn, That's blinkin' in the lift sae hie ; She shines sae bright to wyle us hame, But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee ! We are na fou, &c.
Página 112 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Página 112 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer, A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!
Página 105 - Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Página 127 - And surely I'll be mine; And we'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne.
Página 43 - When I upon thy bosom lean, And fondly clasp thee, a' my ain, I glory in the sacred ties That made us ane wha ance were twain ; A mutual flame inspires us baith, The tender look, the melting kiss ; Even years shall ne'er destroy our love But only gie us change o
Página 167 - T do confess thou'rt smooth and fair, And I might have gone near to love thee. Had I not found the slightest prayer That lips could speak, had power to move thee; But I can let thee now alone, As worthy to be loved by none.
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.
Informações bibliográficas
| Título | Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Volume 2 Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Robert Hartley Cromek |
| Autor | Robert Hartley Cromek |
| Editor | Robert Hartley Cromek |
| Editora | T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 |
| Original de | Universidade da Califórnia |
| Digitalizado | 8 dez. 2007 |
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