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was a name which the tune had latterly assumed , from being set to a song
beginning , Cold and raw , the wind does blaw , Up in the morning early . ] Mrs
Hunt answered , “ Yes , ” and sung it to her lute . Purcell was all the while sitting
at the ...
was a name which the tune had latterly assumed , from being set to a song
beginning , Cold and raw , the wind does blaw , Up in the morning early . ] Mrs
Hunt answered , “ Yes , ” and sung it to her lute . Purcell was all the while sitting
at the ...
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Thine am 1 , my faithful fair , Neil Gow's farewell to whisky , Now westlin winds
and slaughtering guns , 142 601 525 103 195 0 , an ye were deid , guidman , Oh
, are ye sleepin ' , Maggie ? 0 ! as I was kist yestreen , O , ay , my wife she dang ...
Thine am 1 , my faithful fair , Neil Gow's farewell to whisky , Now westlin winds
and slaughtering guns , 142 601 525 103 195 0 , an ye were deid , guidman , Oh
, are ye sleepin ' , Maggie ? 0 ! as I was kist yestreen , O , ay , my wife she dang ...
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O my love is a country lass , O stay , sweet warbling woodlark , 0 ! tell me how for
to woo , O tell me how to woo thee , O tell nae me of wind and rain , O that I had
ne'er been married , O , this is my departing time , Oh ! wae's me for Prince ...
O my love is a country lass , O stay , sweet warbling woodlark , 0 ! tell me how for
to woo , O tell me how to woo thee , O tell nae me of wind and rain , O that I had
ne'er been married , O , this is my departing time , Oh ! wae's me for Prince ...
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Now westlin ' winds , Song , in burlesque of Prince Charles ' manifesto , Speak on
, speak thus , Steer her up and haud her gaun , ( OLD ) Steer her up and haud
her gaun , ( BURNS ) Strephon and Lydia , Such a parcel of rogues in a nation ...
Now westlin ' winds , Song , in burlesque of Prince Charles ' manifesto , Speak on
, speak thus , Steer her up and haud her gaun , ( OLD ) Steer her up and haud
her gaun , ( BURNS ) Strephon and Lydia , Such a parcel of rogues in a nation ...
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Oh , no , no , no , the wee bird sang , I've flown sin ' morning early ; But sic a day o
'wind and rain ! Oh ! wae's me for Prince Charlie ! On hills that are by right his ain
, He roams a lonely stranger ; On ilka band he's press'd by want , On ilka side ...
Oh , no , no , no , the wee bird sang , I've flown sin ' morning early ; But sic a day o
'wind and rain ! Oh ! wae's me for Prince Charlie ! On hills that are by right his ain
, He roams a lonely stranger ; On ilka band he's press'd by want , On ilka side ...
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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...
Página liv - At the end of the seventeenth and the beginning of the eighteenth century...
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.