The Heroines of Burns and Their Celebrating SongsAlexander Gardner, 1906 - 193 Seiten |
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... his outlook , of which they have been deprived by death , as much as the fervid patriotism which he threw into song , story , and recitation . WILLIAM Wallace . BIOGRAPHICAL NOTE THE life story of ROBERT FORD is a 6 FOREWORD.
... his outlook , of which they have been deprived by death , as much as the fervid patriotism which he threw into song , story , and recitation . WILLIAM Wallace . BIOGRAPHICAL NOTE THE life story of ROBERT FORD is a 6 FOREWORD.
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... death , which occurred , after a few months ' illness , on 28th October , 1905. Shortly after he had taken up his residence in Glasgow , Mr. FORD became a regular con- tributor of essays to the Scottish weekly papers , where his ...
... death , which occurred , after a few months ' illness , on 28th October , 1905. Shortly after he had taken up his residence in Glasgow , Mr. FORD became a regular con- tributor of essays to the Scottish weekly papers , where his ...
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... death - bed . It may well be said of ROBERT FORD that " he burnt the candle at both ends . " His appetite for work was hardly ever satiated . As soon as his duty to his employers released him from the office , he was at his home desk ...
... death - bed . It may well be said of ROBERT FORD that " he burnt the candle at both ends . " His appetite for work was hardly ever satiated . As soon as his duty to his employers released him from the office , he was at his home desk ...
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... death , Mrs. Begg removed all doubt relative to the genuineness of the affair , by openly stating that the letters were really addressed by her brother to Miss Ellison , or Alison , Begbie , who , after some intimacy , rejected his suit ...
... death , Mrs. Begg removed all doubt relative to the genuineness of the affair , by openly stating that the letters were really addressed by her brother to Miss Ellison , or Alison , Begbie , who , after some intimacy , rejected his suit ...
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... Death came and called , Nor would he treat or parley ; And here ye spend a long dark night , Where bloom nae rigs o ' barley . " Her descendants , however , with a peculiarity of taste , as one is entitled to think , refused to allow ...
... Death came and called , Nor would he treat or parley ; And here ye spend a long dark night , Where bloom nae rigs o ' barley . " Her descendants , however , with a peculiarity of taste , as one is entitled to think , refused to allow ...
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acquaintance admired Ae Fond Kiss Ainslie Alexander Amang Anna ballad banks beauty blaw blythe bonnie lass bosom Burns's Cauld celebrated Cessnock charms Chloris chorus Clarinda composed Craigieburn Craigieburn Wood daughter dear dearest dearie Duchess Dumfries Edinburgh Edited Ellisland fair flower frae Gavin Hamilton George Thomson Gordon happy heart Highland lassie Highland Mary honour Jean Armour Jean Lorimer Jeanie Jessie Kilmarnock lady Lassie wi letter lived lo'e lover lyric M'Lehose married Mary Campbell Mary Morison Mauchline maun Miss morning Mossgiel mother muse naebody Nanie Nanie's ne'er never o'er passion Peggy Chalmers Phillis poems poet poet's poetic Polly Stewart rigs Robert Burns ROBERT FORD says Scott Douglas sing song soul stanza sweet Tarbolton tells tender thee thine Thomson thou Tibbie twa sparkling rogueish verses wat ye wha's wee thing weel wife woman writing written wrote yon town young young Jessie
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Seite 110 - I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her ; Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Seite 18 - The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown ' That on his head an hour has been ; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee ; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me ! " LINES, SENT TO SIR JOHN WHITEFORD, OF WHITEFORD, BART.
Seite 87 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi...
Seite 73 - A WINSOME WEE THING. SHE is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonnie wee thing, This sweet wee wife o
Seite 191 - O, WERT thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.
Seite 87 - YE banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers. Your waters never drumlie! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O
Seite 87 - Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
Seite 87 - Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.
Seite 28 - What makes the youth sae bashfu' an' sae grave: Weel pleased to think her bairn's respected like the lave. O happy love! where love like this is found! O heartfelt raptures! bliss beyond compare! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare: — If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the...
Seite 87 - I forget the hallow'd grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ? Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past; Thy image at our last embrace! Ah, little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr, gurgling, kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods...