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She sychtit sely soir , Said , lord , I luif thy loir ; Mair wo dreit nevir woman one ; O
langsum lyfe an thow war gone , Than sould I murne no moir . Cou thou me the
raschis grene . 6 Colle to me the rysshes grene , " is the chorus of an old English
...
She sychtit sely soir , Said , lord , I luif thy loir ; Mair wo dreit nevir woman one ; O
langsum lyfe an thow war gone , Than sould I murne no moir . Cou thou me the
raschis grene . 6 Colle to me the rysshes grene , " is the chorus of an old English
...
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The lassie didna like the padda , but she was fain to say she wad take him , just
to get the water ; and , ye ken , she never thought that the puir brute wad be
serious , or wad ever say ony mair about it . Sae she got the water , and took it
hame to ...
The lassie didna like the padda , but she was fain to say she wad take him , just
to get the water ; and , ye ken , she never thought that the puir brute wad be
serious , or wad ever say ony mair about it . Sae she got the water , and took it
hame to ...
Página xxx
... And fare and flee ower every firth , Through gladness of this lusty May . And
lovers all that are in care , To their ladies they do repair , In fresh mornings before
the day ; And are in mirth aye mair and mair , Through gladness of this lusty May .
... And fare and flee ower every firth , Through gladness of this lusty May . And
lovers all that are in care , To their ladies they do repair , In fresh mornings before
the day ; And are in mirth aye mair and mair , Through gladness of this lusty May .
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My prophets call , my preachers cry , John come kiss me now ; John , come kiss
me by and by , And mak nae mair adow . 3 Other specimens , equally quaint , but
not just so ludicrous , may be given . The following seems to have been ...
My prophets call , my preachers cry , John come kiss me now ; John , come kiss
me by and by , And mak nae mair adow . 3 Other specimens , equally quaint , but
not just so ludicrous , may be given . The following seems to have been ...
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Ae little coat and bodice white Was sum o ' a ' her claithing ; E'en these o'er
muckle ; -mair delyte She'd given clad wi ' naething . We lean'd upon a flowery
brae , By which a burnie trotted ; On her I glowr'd my soul away , While on her
sweets I ...
Ae little coat and bodice white Was sum o ' a ' her claithing ; E'en these o'er
muckle ; -mair delyte She'd given clad wi ' naething . We lean'd upon a flowery
brae , By which a burnie trotted ; On her I glowr'd my soul away , While on her
sweets I ...
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Página 288 - I forget the hallowed 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, thickening, green, The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptured scene.
Página 232 - But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
Página 287 - Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? Vol.
Página 288 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ! Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.
Página 232 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide,- And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Página 244 - Soft shall be his pillow. There, through the summer day, Cool streams are laving : There, while the tempests sway, Scarce are boughs waving...
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Página 131 - I've heard them lilting, at our ewe-milking Lasses a' lilting before dawn of day : But now they are moaning, on ilka green loaning, The Flowers of the forest are a
Página 121 - I do confess thou'rt smooth and fair, And I might have gone near to love thee ; Had I not found the slightest prayer That lips could speak had power to move thee : But I can let thee now alone, As worthy to be loved by none.