The Scottish Songs, Volume 2Robert Chambers Ballantyne, 1829 - 370 páginas |
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... tell , the parson said , is wonderful to me , How that a wife without a head should speak , or hear , or see ! But things that happen hereabout so strangely alter'd be , That I could maist wi ' Bessie say , ' Tis neither you nor she ...
... tell , the parson said , is wonderful to me , How that a wife without a head should speak , or hear , or see ! But things that happen hereabout so strangely alter'd be , That I could maist wi ' Bessie say , ' Tis neither you nor she ...
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... tell ye to your face , Nineteen nay - says are hauf a grant . Now to her heavin ' bosom cling , And sweitly tuilyie for a kiss ; Frae her fair finger whup a ring , As taiken o ' a future bliss . These benisons , I'm very sure , Are of ...
... tell ye to your face , Nineteen nay - says are hauf a grant . Now to her heavin ' bosom cling , And sweitly tuilyie for a kiss ; Frae her fair finger whup a ring , As taiken o ' a future bliss . These benisons , I'm very sure , Are of ...
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... tell ye the truth , I have not one left . " - " Oh , you must surely have something , " said the persevering Saxon ; " 6 any thing will do - any little scrap of his handwriting - the least thing you please . All I want is just a relic ...
... tell ye the truth , I have not one left . " - " Oh , you must surely have something , " said the persevering Saxon ; " 6 any thing will do - any little scrap of his handwriting - the least thing you please . All I want is just a relic ...
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... tell a ' : The day was appointed ! -his proud heart it dunted , And strack ' gainst his side , as if burstin ' in twa . He wander'd hame wearie , the nicht it was drearie , And , thowless , he tint his gate ' mang the deep snaw : The ...
... tell a ' : The day was appointed ! -his proud heart it dunted , And strack ' gainst his side , as if burstin ' in twa . He wander'd hame wearie , the nicht it was drearie , And , thowless , he tint his gate ' mang the deep snaw : The ...
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... tell ; My tears did my passion express : Alas ! for I lo'ed her ower weel , And the women loe sic a man less . Her heart it was frozen and cauld ; Her pride had my ruin decreed ; Therefore I maun wander abroad , And lay my banes far ...
... tell ; My tears did my passion express : Alas ! for I lo'ed her ower weel , And the women loe sic a man less . Her heart it was frozen and cauld ; Her pride had my ruin decreed ; Therefore I maun wander abroad , And lay my banes far ...
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ALLAN CUNNINGHAM amang bairns baith bawbee blaw blythe bonnie lassie braes braw BURNS busk Campbells are coming canna cauld Charlie Cockpen dear dearie deil dinna Donald doun e'en e'er fair frae Gala Water gane gang gaun glen gowd green gude hame Haud awa hawkie heart Herd's Collection Highland laddie hinnie ilka Invermay Jamie Jenny Jock Johnnie Johnson's Musical Museum kiss lady laird lass leave thee Little wat ye lo'es Maggie married Mary Mary Hay maun mony morning mysell nae mair naething nane ne'er never o'er ower Puir auld maidens Robin Saw ye Scotland Scots Musical Museum Scottish siller sing song sweet syne Tea-Table Miscellany There's thou TUNE-The verse wadna wat ye wha's weary wee thing weel wife Willie ye wha's coming ye're young
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