Songs of Scotland, ed. by C. MackayCharles Mackay 1857 |
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... thou maun never be mine . Burns An ' thou were my ain thing And • • ye shall walk in Silk Attire Annie Laurie • • . 62 · Sir Walter Scott . 312 Anonymous • 117 • 44 139 52 Answer to " Behave yoursel ' before Folk " . Argyll is my Name ...
... thou maun never be mine . Burns An ' thou were my ain thing And • • ye shall walk in Silk Attire Annie Laurie • • . 62 · Sir Walter Scott . 312 Anonymous • 117 • 44 139 52 Answer to " Behave yoursel ' before Folk " . Argyll is my Name ...
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... thou dee My Heart's in the Highlands My Heid is like to rend My Jo Janet My Mother bids me bind • My Nannie O My Nannie's awa ' My Sheep I neglected My Spouse Nancy • • Dr. Alexander Geddes Johnson's Museum • Allan Ramsay John Mayne ...
... thou dee My Heart's in the Highlands My Heid is like to rend My Jo Janet My Mother bids me bind • My Nannie O My Nannie's awa ' My Sheep I neglected My Spouse Nancy • • Dr. Alexander Geddes Johnson's Museum • Allan Ramsay John Mayne ...
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... Thou art gane awa ' Herd's Collection 263 Burns · . 113 Mr. Dunlop . 250 Allan Ramsay 31 41 99 · Anonymous Through the Wood , Laddie Thy fatal Shafts Tibbie Fowler To daunton me • To Mary in Heaven Tullochgorum . Tea - Table Miscellany ...
... Thou art gane awa ' Herd's Collection 263 Burns · . 113 Mr. Dunlop . 250 Allan Ramsay 31 41 99 · Anonymous Through the Wood , Laddie Thy fatal Shafts Tibbie Fowler To daunton me • To Mary in Heaven Tullochgorum . Tea - Table Miscellany ...
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... thou all day Twysbank and Terway , Sum Lincolne , sum Lindsay , Sum Joly Lemman , dawis it not day , Sum Be yon woodsyd singis , Sum Lait lait in evinnynis , Sum Joly Martene with a mok , Sum Lulalowe lute cok , Sum movit Most mak ...
... thou all day Twysbank and Terway , Sum Lincolne , sum Lindsay , Sum Joly Lemman , dawis it not day , Sum Be yon woodsyd singis , Sum Lait lait in evinnynis , Sum Joly Martene with a mok , Sum Lulalowe lute cok , Sum movit Most mak ...
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... thou me the rashis grene , " two songs acknowledged by later Scottish writers to be English ; ' King William's note , " - supposed to be the song sung by Nicholas in Chaucer's " Miller's Tale : " " " " And after that he sang the King's ...
... thou me the rashis grene , " two songs acknowledged by later Scottish writers to be English ; ' King William's note , " - supposed to be the song sung by Nicholas in Chaucer's " Miller's Tale : " " " " And after that he sang the King's ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ain fireside Allan appears arms auld baith banks beautiful behave bloom blue blythe body bonnie lassie born braes Burns canna cauld charms collection comes dear dearie died dinna e'en early English fair Farewell fear flower founded frae friends gang gi'e glen green grow hame hand happy heart heaven Highland hills I'll ilka John John Anderson kind king kiss laddie Lady land lass leave letter live lo'e look mair Mary maun meet mind morning ne'er never night o'er ower pleasure poor RAMSAY rise ROBERT rose rows says Scottish seen sing smile song sweet tears tell thee There's thing Thomson thou thought true weel wife Willie wind young
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Página 127 - He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font, reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory.
Página 173 - Wha, for Scotland's king and law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa', Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains ! By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free ! Lay the proud usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe!
Página 285 - 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 219 - Wear hoddin gray, and a' that; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A Man's a Man for a
Página 286 - 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 129 - A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love ! No more of me yon knew.
Página 114 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Página 118 - Fare thee weel, thou first and fairest ! Fare thee weel, thou best and dearest ! Thine be ilka joy and treasure, Peace, Enjoyment, Love, and Pleasure ! Ae fond kiss, and then we sever ! Ae fareweel, alas ! for ever ! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.
Página 76 - Bout stacks wi' the lasses at bogle to play; But ilk ane sits drearie, lamenting her dearie — The Flowers of the Forest are weded away. Dool and wae for the order, sent our lads to the Border ! The English, for ance, by guile wan the day ; The Flowers of the Forest, that fought aye the foremost, The prime of our land, are cauld in the clay.
Página 93 - O Mary ! dear departed shade ! "Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast? That sacred hour can I forget? Can I forget the hallow'd grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love?