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Ye whom sorrow never wounded , Ye who never shed a tear , Care - untroubled ,
joy - surrounded , Gaudy day to you is dear . Gentle night , do thou befriend me ,
Downy sleep the curtain draw ; Spirits kind , again attend me , Talk of him that's ...
Ye whom sorrow never wounded , Ye who never shed a tear , Care - untroubled ,
joy - surrounded , Gaudy day to you is dear . Gentle night , do thou befriend me ,
Downy sleep the curtain draw ; Spirits kind , again attend me , Talk of him that's ...
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Auld Rob maintain'd them baith , and wi ' tears in his ee , Said , “ Jenny , for their
sakes , O marry me . ” My heart it said nay , I look'd for Jamie back , But the wind it
blew high , and the ship it was a wrack ; The ship it was a wrack , why didna ...
Auld Rob maintain'd them baith , and wi ' tears in his ee , Said , “ Jenny , for their
sakes , O marry me . ” My heart it said nay , I look'd for Jamie back , But the wind it
blew high , and the ship it was a wrack ; The ship it was a wrack , why didna ...
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And ay the saut tear blins her ee . Drumossie moor , Drumossie day , A waefu '
day it was to me ; For there I lost my father dear , My father dear and brethren
three ! Their winding sheet the bluidy clay , Their graves are growing green to
see ...
And ay the saut tear blins her ee . Drumossie moor , Drumossie day , A waefu '
day it was to me ; For there I lost my father dear , My father dear and brethren
three ! Their winding sheet the bluidy clay , Their graves are growing green to
see ...
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THE TEARS I SHED MUST EVER FALL . This song was composed by Miss
Cranston . * It wanted four lines to make all the stanzas suit the music , which I
added , and are the four first of the last stanza . The tears I shed must ever fall ; I
weep ...
THE TEARS I SHED MUST EVER FALL . This song was composed by Miss
Cranston . * It wanted four lines to make all the stanzas suit the music , which I
added , and are the four first of the last stanza . The tears I shed must ever fall ; I
weep ...
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VERSITY CAPEOER 185 Though boundless oceans roll between , If certain that
his heart is near , A conscious transport glads the scene , Soft is the sigh and
sweet the tear . Ev'n when by death's cold hand remov'd , We mourn the tenant of
...
VERSITY CAPEOER 185 Though boundless oceans roll between , If certain that
his heart is near , A conscious transport glads the scene , Soft is the sigh and
sweet the tear . Ev'n when by death's cold hand remov'd , We mourn the tenant of
...
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