 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...  The Songs of England and Scotland - Página 2341835 - 675 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Robert Burns - 1856 - 746 páginas
...birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and...as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mouie a vow, and locked embrace, Our parting was fu' tender; And, pledging aft to meet again, \Ve tore... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1856 - 538 páginas
...How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to ray bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and...as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' many a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore... | |
 | James O'Donnell Bennett - 1928 - 488 páginas
...birk! How rich the hawthorn's blossom I As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and...me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary I Wi' many a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender; And, pledging aft to meet again,... | |
 | Ralph Knight - 1959 - 246 páginas
...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...as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' monie a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore... | |
 | Tom Turner - 1996 - 262 páginas
...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...me as light and life. Was my sweet Highland Mary. The New Sculpture of the late nineteenth century was concerned with the representation of ideas, and... | |
 | Sarah Lugg - 2000 - 72 páginas
...lov'd sae blindly, Never met — or never parted — We had na'er been brokenhearted. — Robert Burns The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my...to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. — Robert Burns Whrn you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this... | |
 | Ebenezer Cobham Brewer - 2004 - 592 páginas
...langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. " Wi' many a vow and locked embrace. Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging...aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder; But oh 1 fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early ! Now green's the sod, and cauld's the... | |
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