SongsWilliam Blackwood, 1831 - 311 Seiten |
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... 174 Doctor Monroe , 180 Sing on , sing on , my bonny Bird , 183 Jock an ' his Mother , 186 On Ettrick clear , 189 Athol Cummers , Love Letter , Mischievous Woman , 191 193 196 Page . Lock the Door , Lariston , 198 Fair CONTENTS .
... 174 Doctor Monroe , 180 Sing on , sing on , my bonny Bird , 183 Jock an ' his Mother , 186 On Ettrick clear , 189 Athol Cummers , Love Letter , Mischievous Woman , 191 193 196 Page . Lock the Door , Lariston , 198 Fair CONTENTS .
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James Hogg. Page . Lock the Door , Lariston , 198 Fair was thy Blossom , 202 Courting Song , 204 There's nae Laddie coming , 207 Appie M'Gie , 209 The Gathering of the Clans , 211 I hae naebody now , 215 The Forty - Second's Welcome to ...
James Hogg. Page . Lock the Door , Lariston , 198 Fair was thy Blossom , 202 Courting Song , 204 There's nae Laddie coming , 207 Appie M'Gie , 209 The Gathering of the Clans , 211 I hae naebody now , 215 The Forty - Second's Welcome to ...
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... fair beneath thine eye ; For thee we'll fight , for thee we'll die , Nor aught but life surrender ! Since thou hast watch'd our every need , And taught our navies wide to spread , The smallest hair from thy grey head No foreign foe ...
... fair beneath thine eye ; For thee we'll fight , for thee we'll die , Nor aught but life surrender ! Since thou hast watch'd our every need , And taught our navies wide to spread , The smallest hair from thy grey head No foreign foe ...
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... valley , the moor , and the hill , Of the storm and the proud rolling wave- Yes , thou art the land of fair liberty still , And the land of my forefathers ' grave ! THE NOCTES SANG Was made one day in Edinburgh , CALEDONIA . 27.
... valley , the moor , and the hill , Of the storm and the proud rolling wave- Yes , thou art the land of fair liberty still , And the land of my forefathers ' grave ! THE NOCTES SANG Was made one day in Edinburgh , CALEDONIA . 27.
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... fair Selma , and reign of Fingal , - And late of a race , that with tears must be named , The noble Clan Stuart , the bravest of all . Oh - hon , an Righ ! and the Stuarts of Appin ! The gallant , devoted , old Stuarts of Appin ! Their ...
... fair Selma , and reign of Fingal , - And late of a race , that with tears must be named , The noble Clan Stuart , the bravest of all . Oh - hon , an Righ ! and the Stuarts of Appin ! The gallant , devoted , old Stuarts of Appin ! Their ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
amang anwother Athol cummers auld baith beauty Birniebouzle blue bonnet Bonny laddie bonny Prince Charlie bosom bower braes braken brave breeze canna Carterhaugh Charlie Charlie Stuart cheek claymore dear Deloraine dinna Doctor Monroe Donald M'Gillavry Farewell flower flowers of Scotland follow thee frae gane gang Geordie glen gloaming Grampian range green hast heard heart heather heaven Highland hill ilka Jacobite kye comes hame lady land lass lassie lone M'Donald maiden mair Mary maun Minstrel Moidart moon morning mountain naething Nanny ne'er never Niel Gow night wi nought o'er plaid rin awa sang Scotland Scottish set to music SHEPHERD sing sleep smile Stuarts of Appin sung sweet There's thine thou art Twommy verses wake wi wave weary weel Whigs Whoy wild women fo'k ye'll young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 16 - Blithesome and cumberless, Sweet be thy matin o'er moorland and lea! Emblem of happiness, Blest is thy dwelling-place — 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. O'er fell and fountain sheen, O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that heralds the day, Over the cloudlet dim, Over the rainbow's rim, Musical...
Seite 14 - Athol, lad wi' the philabeg, Down by the Tummel, or banks o' the Garry ; Saw ye our lads, wi' their bonnets and white cockades, Leaving their mountains to follow Prince Charlie ? Follow thee ! follow thee ! wha wadna follow thee ? Lang hast thou loved and trusted us fairly : Charlie, Charlie, wha wadna follow thee, King o...
Seite 53 - Drops down, an' thinks nae shame To woo his bonny lassie When the kye comes hame. See yonder pawkie shepherd, That lingers on the hill, His ewes are in the fauld, An' his lambs are lying still; Yet he downa gang to bed. For his heart is in a flame, To meet his bonny lassie When the kye comes hame. When the little wee bit heart Rises high in the breast, An' the little wee bit starn Rises red in the east, O there's a joy sae dear, That the heart can hardly frame, Wi...
Seite 51 - Come all ye jolly shepherds That whistle through the glen, I'll tell ye of a secret That courtiers dinna ken : What is the greatest bliss That the tongue o' man can name ? 'Tis to woo a bonnie lassie When the kye comes hame.
Seite 43 - Andrew, we canna compel ye, But ye ken as weel as a body can tell ye, If these gang to heaven, we'll a' be sae shockit, Your garret o' blue will but thinly be stockit.
Seite 96 - Twas on a Monday morning Right early in the year, That Charlie came to our town — The Young Chevalier! As he was walking up the street The city for to view, O, there he spied a bonie lass The window looking thro...
Seite 119 - WEEL befa' the maiden gay, In cottage, bught, or penn ! An' weel befa' the bonny May That wons in yonder glen ! Wha lo'es the modest truth sae weel, Wha's aye sae kind, an
Seite 223 - Then calmly aneath the hand o' death Breathe its sweet soul away. O dinna break, my poor auld heart, Nor at thy loss repine, For the unseen hand that threw the dart Was sent frae her Father and thine ; Yet I maun mourn, an...
Seite 97 - An' Charlie, he's my darling, My darling, my darling, Charlie, he's my darling, The young Chevalier. As he was walking up the street, The city for to view, O there he spied a bonie lass The window looking through, An' Charlie, &c. Sae light's he jumped up the stair, And tirl'd at the pin; And wha sae ready as hersel
Seite 221 - Wi' the raptured kiss an' the happy smile, An' the dance o' the lightsome fay, An' the wee bit tale o' news the while That had happen' d when I was away. I hae naebody now, I hae naebody now To clasp to my bosom at even, O'er her calm sleep to breathe the vow, An' pray for a blessing from heaven An...