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Página 34
... Annandale ; the seat and designation of an ancient branch , and the present representa- tive , of the gallant but unfortunate Dalziels of Carnwath .- ( The Author's note . ) body , he beats time to the music , till 34.
... Annandale ; the seat and designation of an ancient branch , and the present representa- tive , of the gallant but unfortunate Dalziels of Carnwath .- ( The Author's note . ) body , he beats time to the music , till 34.
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... her not to drap a tear : Hae I a joy ! its a ' her ain ; United still her heart and mine ; They're like the woodbine round the tree , That's twin'd till death shall them disjoin . MY HARRY WAS A GALLANT GAY .. Tune - HIGHLANDER'S 43.
... her not to drap a tear : Hae I a joy ! its a ' her ain ; United still her heart and mine ; They're like the woodbine round the tree , That's twin'd till death shall them disjoin . MY HARRY WAS A GALLANT GAY .. Tune - HIGHLANDER'S 43.
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Robert Hartley Cromek. MY HARRY WAS A GALLANT GAY .. Tune - HIGHLANDER'S LAMENT . THE oldest title I ever heard to this ... gallant gay , Fu ' stately strade he on the plain ; But now he's banish'd far away , I'll never see him back again ...
Robert Hartley Cromek. MY HARRY WAS A GALLANT GAY .. Tune - HIGHLANDER'S LAMENT . THE oldest title I ever heard to this ... gallant gay , Fu ' stately strade he on the plain ; But now he's banish'd far away , I'll never see him back again ...
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... his Mary fair , Or you shall rue his fa ' . Three strides the gallant Duncan tuik , He struck his forward spear : Gae tell thy master , beardless youth , We are nae wont to fear . He comes na on a wassail rout , Of revel 76.
... his Mary fair , Or you shall rue his fa ' . Three strides the gallant Duncan tuik , He struck his forward spear : Gae tell thy master , beardless youth , We are nae wont to fear . He comes na on a wassail rout , Of revel 76.
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... gallant William said , " Aft has my mother bade us joy , When we to battail gade . Again thy hands may work the plaid For him that fought the best ; Again may I hing up my targe Upon the pin to rest . But William never liv'd to flee ...
... gallant William said , " Aft has my mother bade us joy , When we to battail gade . Again thy hands may work the plaid For him that fought the best ; Again may I hing up my targe Upon the pin to rest . But William never liv'd to flee ...
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amang auld lang syne baith ballad Blythe bonie lass bosom braes Burns CALIFORNIA LIBRARY canna cauld Child Maurice COCKPEN crookit horn cry'd dear dearie dinna e'er Edinburgh Ewie fair Findlay frae Fy let gallant gang gangrel grows bonnie wi gude gypsie laddie hame heart Highland Hughie Graham Jamie Johny Jolly Beggars kebars lady laird lassie Leader-Haughs Lord maun meikle merry mony morning Nansy ne'er never night O'er the moor old song owre poem Rob Roy ROBERT BURNS rue grows bonnie sang Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum sing snaw sodger laddie stanza sweet sword thee thou thro thyme Tibbie tune UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA verse warn Watty weel whare wife Willie wither'd Woo'd and married Yarrow ye'll ye're young
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Página 127 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o...
Página 136 - It is the moon, I ken her horn, That's blinkin' in the lift sae hie ; She shines sae bright to wyle us hame, But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee ! We are na fou, &c.
Página 112 - 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.
Página 112 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer, A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!
Página 105 - Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Página 127 - And surely I'll be mine; And we'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne.
Página 43 - When I upon thy bosom lean, And fondly clasp thee, a' my ain, I glory in the sacred ties That made us ane wha ance were twain ; A mutual flame inspires us baith, The tender look, the melting kiss ; Even years shall ne'er destroy our love But only gie us change o
Página 167 - T 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.
Página 250 - CHORUS. A fig for those by law protected ! Liberty's a glorious feast ! Courts for cowards were erected, Churches built to please the priest.
Página 230 - The Jolly Beggars, for humorous description and nice discrimination of character, is inferior to no poem of the same length in the whole range of English poetry. The scene, indeed, is laid in the very lowest department of low life, the actors being a set of strolling vagrants met to carouse and barter their rags and plunder for liquor in a hedge ale-house.