The Songs of England and Scotland, Volumen2J. Cochrane, 1835 - 675 páginas |
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... I'll together live , He'll comfort me when cares doe grieve : My babe and I right saft will ly , And quite forgeit man's cruelty . Balow , & c . Fareweil , fareweil , thou falsest youth , That evir kist a woman's mouth ! I wish all ...
... I'll together live , He'll comfort me when cares doe grieve : My babe and I right saft will ly , And quite forgeit man's cruelty . Balow , & c . Fareweil , fareweil , thou falsest youth , That evir kist a woman's mouth ! I wish all ...
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... I'll win your bread , And spindles and whorles for them wha need , Whilk is a gentle trade indeed , To carry the gaberlunzie on . I'll bow my leg , and crook my knee , And draw a black clout o'er my ee ; A cripple , or blind , they will ...
... I'll win your bread , And spindles and whorles for them wha need , Whilk is a gentle trade indeed , To carry the gaberlunzie on . I'll bow my leg , and crook my knee , And draw a black clout o'er my ee ; A cripple , or blind , they will ...
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... I'll be proud , since I have sworn To hae a new cloak about me . In days when our King Robert rang , His trews they cost but half - a - croun ; He said they were a groat o'er dear , And ca'd the tailor thief and loun . He was the king ...
... I'll be proud , since I have sworn To hae a new cloak about me . In days when our King Robert rang , His trews they cost but half - a - croun ; He said they were a groat o'er dear , And ca'd the tailor thief and loun . He was the king ...
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... I'll leave aff where I began , And tak my auld cloak about me . [ This very old ballad is claimed by both England and Scotland- it is now beginning to be generally admitted that the English version printed by Percy from his old folio ...
... I'll leave aff where I began , And tak my auld cloak about me . [ This very old ballad is claimed by both England and Scotland- it is now beginning to be generally admitted that the English version printed by Percy from his old folio ...
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... I'll e'en gae draw up wi ' Jean : Sae put on your pearlins , Marion , And kirtle o ' cramasie ; And soon as my chin has nae hair on , I shall come west , and see ye . [ First printed in the Tea Table Miscellany . Percy inserted it in ...
... I'll e'en gae draw up wi ' Jean : Sae put on your pearlins , Marion , And kirtle o ' cramasie ; And soon as my chin has nae hair on , I shall come west , and see ye . [ First printed in the Tea Table Miscellany . Percy inserted it in ...
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ALLAN CUNNINGHAM ALLAN RAMSAY amang auld auld lang syne baith ballad beauty Bessy Bell birks birks of Aberfeldy blaw bloom boatie rows bonnie lassie bosom bower braes braw breast canna cauld charms coming dance dear dearie e'en e'er fair flowers frae gang glen green gude gudeman hame heart hills ilka JAMES HOGG JAMES THOMSON Jamie Jean Jeanie Johnie kiss lady Lady Ann Lindsay lass lo'e love thee lover maid Mary maun merry mither mony Motherwell nae mair naething nane Nanie-o ne'er never night o'er poet Preston Mill printed ROBERT BURNS ROBERT TANNAHILL rose roving sang says Scotland Scottish Songs shepherd sigh siller sing smile snaw sweet syne Tea Table Miscellany There's thou thro verses weel wife wild Willie Ye're young
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Página 290 - O to abide in the desert with thee! Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Página 274 - 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 234 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder; But, O!
Página 219 - Green grow the rashes, O ; Green grow the rashes, O ; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent am'ang the lasses, O ! THERE'S nought but care on ev'ry han', In ev'ry hour that passes, O ; What signifies the life o' man, An
Página 293 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone : By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand. And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
Página 244 - 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' that ! For a
Página 301 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
Página 275 - 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 256 - 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', Let him follow me!
Página 275 - While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, "Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.