The Scottish Songs, Volume 1Robert Chambers Ballantyne, 1829 - 370 páginas |
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... the night , 108 How sweet this lone vale , 592 Hurrah for the bonnets of blue , 492 I canna want my gruel , 424 I do confess thou'rt smooth and fair , 121 If love's a sweet passion , 134 Jean's bricht ee , I gaed a waefu ' gate lxxvi.
... the night , 108 How sweet this lone vale , 592 Hurrah for the bonnets of blue , 492 I canna want my gruel , 424 I do confess thou'rt smooth and fair , 121 If love's a sweet passion , 134 Jean's bricht ee , I gaed a waefu ' gate lxxvi.
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... canna be ; Sic thoughts as thae are far frae me , Or ony thy sweet face that see , E'er to think thee a gawkie . But , whisht , nae mair o ' this we'll speak , For yonder Jamie does us meet ; Instead o ' Meg he kiss'd sae sweet , I trow ...
... canna be ; Sic thoughts as thae are far frae me , Or ony thy sweet face that see , E'er to think thee a gawkie . But , whisht , nae mair o ' this we'll speak , For yonder Jamie does us meet ; Instead o ' Meg he kiss'd sae sweet , I trow ...
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... canna please a Highland taste , Compared wi ' Tullochgorum . Let warldly minds themselves oppress Wi ' fear of want , and double cess , And sullen sots themselves distress Wi ' keeping up decorum . Shall we sae sour and sulky sit , Sour ...
... canna please a Highland taste , Compared wi ' Tullochgorum . Let warldly minds themselves oppress Wi ' fear of want , and double cess , And sullen sots themselves distress Wi ' keeping up decorum . Shall we sae sour and sulky sit , Sour ...
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... . Fair and lovely as thou art , Thou hast stoun my very heart ; I can die - but canna part , My bonnie dearie . * From The Three Perils of Man , a Novel , 3 vols . 1821 . CONTENTIT WI ' LITTLE . BURNS . TUNE - Lumps 58.
... . Fair and lovely as thou art , Thou hast stoun my very heart ; I can die - but canna part , My bonnie dearie . * From The Three Perils of Man , a Novel , 3 vols . 1821 . CONTENTIT WI ' LITTLE . BURNS . TUNE - Lumps 58.
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... canna weil spare ; When I'm wi ' my gossips it angers me sairly- Oh , gin my wife wad drink hooly and fairly ! My Sunday's coat she's laid it in wad , And the best blue bonnet e'er was on my head ; At kirk or at mercat I'm cover'd but ...
... canna weil spare ; When I'm wi ' my gossips it angers me sairly- Oh , gin my wife wad drink hooly and fairly ! My Sunday's coat she's laid it in wad , And the best blue bonnet e'er was on my head ; At kirk or at mercat I'm cover'd but ...
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Allan Allan water amang auld baith ballad baloo banks beautiful Birks of Aberfeldy blythe boatie rows bonnie lassie braes braw BURNS canna cauld Complaynt of Scotland dance dear dearie Donald Macgillavry doun Dumbarton's Drums e'en e'er Edinburgh fair Farewell flowers frae gane gang Gilderoy glen green gude gudeman gudewife hame heart Herd's Collection Highland Highland laddie hills ilka Jacobite Jenny John Tod Johnnie king kiss laddie lady laird lass lo'e Lochaber lover maun merry mony nae mair nane ne'er never o'er ower padda Pinkie House puir Ramsay Rob Morris sang Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum Scottish song sing sung sweet Tea-Table Miscellany thee There's thou toun tune TUNE-The wadna weel Whigs wife Willie ye're yestreen young
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Página 19 - I'll wage thee! Who shall say that Fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me, Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy; Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met - or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Página 290 - 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 234 - 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 289 - 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 290 - 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 234 - 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 246 - 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.