The Heroines of Burns and Their Celebrating SongsAlexander Gardner, 1906 - 193 Seiten |
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... heroines of his songs , have place and power in the world of thought , and are cherished in the popular imagina- tion ... heroine of some of his most impassioned lyrics , enjoys universal favour , and will continue for all time a " dear ...
... heroines of his songs , have place and power in the world of thought , and are cherished in the popular imagina- tion ... heroine of some of his most impassioned lyrics , enjoys universal favour , and will continue for all time a " dear ...
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... I never , O ! I'll kiss thee yet , etc. I said , " not ours to force connections , " and the words were used with a full sense of their importance in this juncture . MARY MORISON EARLY in last century , when heroine - 4 ELLISON BEGBIE 49.
... I never , O ! I'll kiss thee yet , etc. I said , " not ours to force connections , " and the words were used with a full sense of their importance in this juncture . MARY MORISON EARLY in last century , when heroine - 4 ELLISON BEGBIE 49.
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... heroine for the song . This is more likely than that Ellison Begbie was the fair inspirer . When forwarding the song to George Thomson , in March , 1793 , he remarks only that it is one of his " juvenile works , not very remarkable ...
... heroine for the song . This is more likely than that Ellison Begbie was the fair inspirer . When forwarding the song to George Thomson , in March , 1793 , he remarks only that it is one of his " juvenile works , not very remarkable ...
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... heroine . Scott Douglas says , " dubious honour " ; but I perceive no justification for the word , and see no reason why the " Rigs o ' Barley " may not be accepted as a pure song . A much older ditty says : — " Some say kissing's a sin ...
... heroine . Scott Douglas says , " dubious honour " ; but I perceive no justification for the word , and see no reason why the " Rigs o ' Barley " may not be accepted as a pure song . A much older ditty says : — " Some say kissing's a sin ...
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... heroine , and for the reason that the poet himself , though he makes no confession to the main effect , sets it down in his First Common Place Book under date , April , 1784. There it is prefaced with the remark : — “ As I have been all ...
... heroine , and for the reason that the poet himself , though he makes no confession to the main effect , sets it down in his First Common Place Book under date , April , 1784. There it is prefaced with the remark : — “ As I have been all ...
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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...