 | John Wilson - 1857 - 454 páginas
...in a moment it was as the pure breath of his beloved, and he exclaimed to the conscious stars, — " Of a' the airts the wind can blaw, I dearly like the west ; For there the bonny lassie lives, The lassie I loe best ! " How different, yet how congenial to that other strain,... | |
 | John Wilson - 1857 - 466 páginas
...in a moment it was as the pure breath of his beloved, and he exclaimed to the conscious stars, — " Of a' the airts the wind can blaw, I dearly like the west ; For there the bonny lassie lives, The lassie I loe best ! " How different, yet how congenial to that other strain,... | |
 | James White - 1858 - 316 páginas
...this occasion, how bitter was the grief it sprang from, and how true the affection it expressed : — Of a' the airts the wind can blaw, I dearly like the west, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild-woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 páginas
...severe, There's wit there, ye'll get there, Yell find nae other where. OP A* THE AIETS THE WIND CAS BLAW. Of a' the airts the wind can blaw, I dearly like the west, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1858 - 426 páginas
...west, For there the bounie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best ; 1 "Airts," point! of the compass. 100 There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And monie a hill between ; By day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1858 - 420 páginas
...word, But the beating of our own hearts Was all the sound I heard. I LOVE MY JEAN. OF a' the airts 1 the wind can blaw, I dearly like the west, For there the bounie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best; 1 "Airts," points of the compass. 100 Milne*. There wild... | |
 | James White - 1859 - 118 páginas
...this occasion, how bitter was the grief it sprang from, and how true the affection it expressed:— Of a' the airts the wind can blaw, I dearly like the west, For there the honnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best: There wild-woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill... | |
 | Evenings - 1860 - 386 páginas
...? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast 1 I LOVE MY JEAN. OF a' the airts the wind can blaw, I dearly like the west, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And monie a hill... | |
 | Henry Heavisides - 1860 - 144 páginas
...of her nature and the amiability of her disposition. lllusttuUon. OF A' THE A1RTS THE WIND CAN BLAW. Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the west, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow and rivers row, And mony a hill... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 páginas
...There's nae luck at a"; There's little pleasure in the house When our gudeman's awa'. WJ Mickle JEAN Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill... | |
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And mony a hill between ; But, day and night, my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu... 
