PoemsHurst & Company, 1889 - 255 páginas |
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Página 116
... er , and I'm come hame , And find thee still true - hearted ; Tho ' poor in gear , we're rich in love , And mair we'se ne'er be parted . Quo ' she , My grandsire left me gowd , A mailen plenish'd fairly ; And come , my faithful sodger ...
... er , and I'm come hame , And find thee still true - hearted ; Tho ' poor in gear , we're rich in love , And mair we'se ne'er be parted . Quo ' she , My grandsire left me gowd , A mailen plenish'd fairly ; And come , my faithful sodger ...
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... ne'er be eerie O , If thro ' that glen I gaed to thee , My ain kind dearie O. Altho ' the night were ne'er sae wild , And I were ne'er sae wearie O , John Anderson , My Jo . I'd meet thee on I24 Burns's Poems . Prayer for Mary My Ain ...
... ne'er be eerie O , If thro ' that glen I gaed to thee , My ain kind dearie O. Altho ' the night were ne'er sae wild , And I were ne'er sae wearie O , John Anderson , My Jo . I'd meet thee on I24 Burns's Poems . Prayer for Mary My Ain ...
Página 147
... ne'er was donsie ! But hamely , tawie , quiet , and cannie , An unco sonsie . That day , ye pranc'd wi ' muckle ... ne'er a fellow , For pith an ' speed ; But ev'ry tail thou pay't them hollow , Whare'er thou gaed . The sma ' , droop ...
... ne'er was donsie ! But hamely , tawie , quiet , and cannie , An unco sonsie . That day , ye pranc'd wi ' muckle ... ne'er a fellow , For pith an ' speed ; But ev'ry tail thou pay't them hollow , Whare'er thou gaed . The sma ' , droop ...
Termos e frases comuns
aboon ae night amang auld auld lang syne baith banks Bard Birks Birks of Aberfeldy blaw blest bloom blythe bonny lass bosom braes braw breast Brigs Burns cauld charms claut dear dearie Deil e'en e'er Ellisland Ev'n ev'ry fair Farewell fate flower frae glen guid hame heart Heaven Here's a health Highland laddie honest ilka John Barleycorn Kenmure's lassie lo'es Lord mair Mally's Mary maun mony morn mourn muse naebody Nature's ne'er never o'er owre pleasure poet poor pow'r pride roar ROBERT BURNS Robin Scots Musical Museum sing snaw song soul sugh sweet syne tears thee thou thro TUNE unco wander weary wee thing weel Whyles wild William Burnes Willie winds winter wooing o't wretch ye'll young young Jessie