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... poor Shepherd's mournful fate !. Allen - a - dale Although thou maun never be mine An ' thou were my ain thing · And ye shall walk in Silk Attire Annie Laurie · Brns Wliam Hamilton 265 • 99 · 62 · · SiWalter Scott . 310 · Buns . 113 ...
... poor Shepherd's mournful fate !. Allen - a - dale Although thou maun never be mine An ' thou were my ain thing · And ye shall walk in Silk Attire Annie Laurie · Brns Wliam Hamilton 265 • 99 · 62 · · SiWalter Scott . 310 · Buns . 113 ...
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... poor Shepherd's mournful fate !. Allen - a - dale Although thou maun never be mine An ' thou were my ain thing And ye shall walk in Silk Attire Annie Laurie • . 59 I Thomas Blacklock Adrew Sheriffs . " hnson's Museum ” . • . 236 . 265 ...
... poor Shepherd's mournful fate !. Allen - a - dale Although thou maun never be mine An ' thou were my ain thing And ye shall walk in Silk Attire Annie Laurie • . 59 I Thomas Blacklock Adrew Sheriffs . " hnson's Museum ” . • . 236 . 265 ...
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... poor scholar Nicholas , in the ' Miller's Tale , ' was an ex- cellent singer and performer on the psaltry ; and we learn that the parish clerk in the same tale ' Could playen songès on a small ribible.'t In the ' Pardoner's Tale , ' we ...
... poor scholar Nicholas , in the ' Miller's Tale , ' was an ex- cellent singer and performer on the psaltry ; and we learn that the parish clerk in the same tale ' Could playen songès on a small ribible.'t In the ' Pardoner's Tale , ' we ...
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... poor me will now conspire To steal thee from thy Peggy's bosom . No more the shepherd who excell'd The rest , whose wit made them to wonder , Shall now his Peggy's praises tell ; - Oh , I can die , but never sunder ! Ye meadows where we ...
... poor me will now conspire To steal thee from thy Peggy's bosom . No more the shepherd who excell'd The rest , whose wit made them to wonder , Shall now his Peggy's praises tell ; - Oh , I can die , but never sunder ! Ye meadows where we ...
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... poor heart betray'd To sad despair ; Into some wilderness My grief I will express , And thy hard - heartedness , O cruel fair ! Have I not graven our loves On every tree In yonder spreading grove , Though false thou be ? Was not a ...
... poor heart betray'd To sad despair ; Into some wilderness My grief I will express , And thy hard - heartedness , O cruel fair ! Have I not graven our loves On every tree In yonder spreading grove , Though false thou be ? Was not a ...
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ain fireside ALLAN RAMSAY amang auld baith beautiful Behave yoursel Birks of Aberfeldy blaw blooming blythe boatie rows bonnie lassie bosom braes braw canna cauld Charlie charms dear dearie dinna doun e'en e'er fair Farewell flower frae Gala water gane gang gi'e gin ye green gude gudeman heart heather heaven Highland laddie ilka Jamie John Anderson Johnnie kiss kye come hame Lady lass leave thee Lizzy Lindsay lo'e lover Maggie Mary maun mony morning nae mair naething nane ne'er never night o'er ower Peggy Peter Buchan plaidie Rob Morris ROBERT TANNAHILL says Burns Scotland Scottish sing smile song stanza SUSANNA BLAMIRE sweet Tea-Table Miscellany tears thegither There's thine Thomson thou wadna weary wee thing weel Willie Yarrow ye'll yon lane glen young young Jessie
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Seite 106 - I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me : Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her ; Love but her, and love for ever.
Seite 99 - YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair; How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu' o
Seite 289 - 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.
Seite 107 - MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent ; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Seite 116 - 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.
Seite 102 - 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.
Seite 102 - 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 clasped 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...
Seite 289 - 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!
Seite 83 - 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?
Seite 166 - PIBROCH of Donuil Dhu, Pibroch of Donuil, Wake thy wild voice anew, Summon Clan Conuil. Come away, come away, Hark to the summons ! Come in your war array, Gentles and commons. Come from deep glen, and From mountain so rocky, The war-pipe and pennon Are at Inverlocky.