The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: Edited from the Best Printed and Manuscript Authorities, with Glossarial Index, and a Biographical Memoir, Volume 2Macmillan and Company, 1865 |
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... lassie , Ye've lien a ' wrang ; Ye've lien in an unco bed , And wi a fremit man . O ance ye danced upon the knowes And ance ye lightly sang- But in herrying o ' a bee byke , I'm rad ye've got a stang . O GIE my love brose , brose , Gie ...
... lassie , Ye've lien a ' wrang ; Ye've lien in an unco bed , And wi a fremit man . O ance ye danced upon the knowes And ance ye lightly sang- But in herrying o ' a bee byke , I'm rad ye've got a stang . O GIE my love brose , brose , Gie ...
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... lassie , his darling and mine . She's fresh as the morning , the fairest in May ; She's sweet as the ev'ning amang the new hay ; As blythe and as artless as the lamb on the lea , And dear to my heart as the light to my ee . But oh ...
... lassie , his darling and mine . She's fresh as the morning , the fairest in May ; She's sweet as the ev'ning amang the new hay ; As blythe and as artless as the lamb on the lea , And dear to my heart as the light to my ee . But oh ...
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... lassie by him ? O wha can prudence think upon , And sae in love as I am ? O why , & c . How blest the humble cotter's fate ! He woos his simple dearie ; The sillie bogles , wealth and state , Can never make them eerie . O why should ...
... lassie by him ? O wha can prudence think upon , And sae in love as I am ? O why , & c . How blest the humble cotter's fate ! He woos his simple dearie ; The sillie bogles , wealth and state , Can never make them eerie . O why should ...
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... Lassie , say thou lo❜es me ; Or if thou wilt na be my ain , Say na thou'lt refuse me : If it winna , canna be , Thou for thine may choose me , Let me , lassie , quickly die , Trusting that thou lo'es me- Lassie , let me quickly die ...
... Lassie , say thou lo❜es me ; Or if thou wilt na be my ain , Say na thou'lt refuse me : If it winna , canna be , Thou for thine may choose me , Let me , lassie , quickly die , Trusting that thou lo'es me- Lassie , let me quickly die ...
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... Lassie wi ' the lint - white locks , Bonie lassie , artless lassie , Wilt thou wi ' me tent the flocks ? Wilt thou be my dearie O ? Now nature cleeds the flowery lea , And a ' is young and sweet like thee ; O wilt thou share its joys wi ...
... Lassie wi ' the lint - white locks , Bonie lassie , artless lassie , Wilt thou wi ' me tent the flocks ? Wilt thou be my dearie O ? Now nature cleeds the flowery lea , And a ' is young and sweet like thee ; O wilt thou share its joys wi ...
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aboon Allan Cunningham Amang auld auld lang syne Balmaghie banks Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blithe bonie lass bonie Mary bosom braes braw Burns wrote canna cauld charms Chloris CHORUS claut dearie Deil e'en e'er EPITAPH Eppie fair Farewell flower frae gane Gavin Hamilton glen green gude hame heart Highland Highland laddie hill ilka Jamie John Barleycorn Kilmarnock kiss laddie Laird lassie lo'es Lord luve Mauchline maun monie morning nae mair naething nane ne'er never night Nith o'er owre roar sang simmer sing soger song sweet syne tear thee There's Thomson thou thro thyme troggin TUNE verses wander warl weary weel Whigs whistle wild Willie win my love wind winna ye'll ye're young
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