Robert Burns: The Poems, Epistles, Songs, Epigrams & Epitaphs, Band 2C. Wilson, 1896 |
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... Lascelles · On William Graham , Esq . , of Mossknowe On a Cursing Coxcomb A Bard's Epitaph • NOTES TO VOL . I. • NOTES TO VOL . II .. GLOSSARY OF SCOTS WORDS INDEX TO FIRST LINES SONGS O Handsome Nell TUNE- " I am a Man xi.
... Lascelles · On William Graham , Esq . , of Mossknowe On a Cursing Coxcomb A Bard's Epitaph • NOTES TO VOL . I. • NOTES TO VOL . II .. GLOSSARY OF SCOTS WORDS INDEX TO FIRST LINES SONGS O Handsome Nell TUNE- " I am a Man xi.
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... Scots laddie , And send him safe hame to his babie and me ! My blessin's upon thy sweet wee lippie , My blessin's upon thy bonnie e'e brie ! Thy smiles are sae like my blythe sodger laddie , Thou's aye the dearer and dearer to me ! But ...
... Scots laddie , And send him safe hame to his babie and me ! My blessin's upon thy sweet wee lippie , My blessin's upon thy bonnie e'e brie ! Thy smiles are sae like my blythe sodger laddie , Thou's aye the dearer and dearer to me ! But ...
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... Scottish fame , Fareweel our ancient glory ! Fareweel even to the Scottish name , Sae fam'd in martial story ! Now Sark rins o'er the Solway sands , And Tweed rins to the ocean , To mark where England's province stands : — Such a parcel ...
... Scottish fame , Fareweel our ancient glory ! Fareweel even to the Scottish name , Sae fam'd in martial story ! Now Sark rins o'er the Solway sands , And Tweed rins to the ocean , To mark where England's province stands : — Such a parcel ...
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... When day , expiring in the west , The curtain draws o ' Nature's rest , I flee to his arms I lo'e best , And that's my ain dear Davie . Meet me , etc. Scots , wha hae Bannockburn ROBERT BRUCE'S ADDRESS TO HIS 142 Songs Dainty Davie.
... When day , expiring in the west , The curtain draws o ' Nature's rest , I flee to his arms I lo'e best , And that's my ain dear Davie . Meet me , etc. Scots , wha hae Bannockburn ROBERT BRUCE'S ADDRESS TO HIS 142 Songs Dainty Davie.
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The Poems, Epistles, Songs, Epigrams & Epitaphs Robert Burns. Scots , wha hae Bannockburn ROBERT BRUCE'S ADDRESS TO HIS ARMY TUNE- " Hey tuttie tattie . " COTS , wha hae wi ' Wallace bled , Sco Scots , wham Bruce has aften led ; Welcome ...
The Poems, Epistles, Songs, Epigrams & Epitaphs Robert Burns. Scots , wha hae Bannockburn ROBERT BRUCE'S ADDRESS TO HIS ARMY TUNE- " Hey tuttie tattie . " COTS , wha hae wi ' Wallace bled , Sco Scots , wham Bruce has aften led ; Welcome ...
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ae night Amang auld auld lang syne Balmaghie banks Birks of Aberfeldy blaw blest blythe bonnie lass bosom braes Burns Burns's Buy braw troggin cauld charms Chloris CHORUS Craigieburn dear dearie death deil Dumfries e'en e'er Ecclefechan Eppie fair Farewell Fête Champêtre flowers frae Gala Water Galloway glen Glossary of Scots grace green hame heart Here's a health Highland ilka Jamie Jean Jeanie John John Barleycorn Johnny Kilmarnock Laird lassie lo'e Lon'on Lord luve maid mair Mally's Mary Mauchline maun Miller Miss monie morning nane ne'er Netherplace never Notes to Vol o'er owre Poet Scots Words sing sodger song sweet Tarbolton thee thou hast thro thyme TUNE TUNE-"The wander wat ye waur weary weel Whigs wife wild Willie wind winna Woodley Park yon toun
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Seite 154 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Seite 176 - Wear hodden-gray, and a' that; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a' that. For a
Seite 82 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Seite 254 - EPITAPH. Is there a whim-inspired fool, Owre fast for thought, owre hot for rule, Owre blate to seek, owre proud to snool ? Let him draw near ; And owre this grassy heap sing dool, And drap a tear. Is there a Bard of rustic song, Who, noteless, steals the crowds among, . That weekly this area throng?
Seite 104 - I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans 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.
Seite 74 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Seite 145 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave ? Let him turn and flee ! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or Freeman fa...
Seite 177 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Seite 176 - FOR A' THAT, AND A' THAT. Is there, for honest poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that; The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Seite 67 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne.