The Scottish Minstrel: Being a Complete Collection of Burns' Songs ; Together with His Correspondence with Mr. Thomson ; to which is Added and New and Complete GlossaryBenjamin Warner, 1818 - 312 strán (strany) |
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... cauld , " " Galla Water , " Page . & c . and 23 XI . Mr. T. to Mr. B. Jan. 1793 . Desires anecdotes on the origin of particular songs . Tytler of of Woodhouselee- Pleyel - sends P. Pindar's " Lord Gregory . " Postscript from the Hon . A ...
... cauld , " " Galla Water , " Page . & c . and 23 XI . Mr. T. to Mr. B. Jan. 1793 . Desires anecdotes on the origin of particular songs . Tytler of of Woodhouselee- Pleyel - sends P. Pindar's " Lord Gregory . " Postscript from the Hon . A ...
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... cauld blast 238 O ken ye what Meg o ' the mill has gotten 39 O lassie , art thou'sleeping yet 143 O leese me on my wee thing 18 O leese me on my spinning wheel 195 O Logan , sweetly didst thou glide 51 O luve will venture in , where it ...
... cauld blast 238 O ken ye what Meg o ' the mill has gotten 39 O lassie , art thou'sleeping yet 143 O leese me on my wee thing 18 O leese me on my spinning wheel 195 O Logan , sweetly didst thou glide 51 O luve will venture in , where it ...
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... cauld and restless love 23 O Philly , happy be that day 131 O saw ye bonnie Leslie 14 O saw ye my dear , my Phely 113 O stay , sweet warbling woodlark , stay 146 O tell na me o ' wind and rain 143 O this is no my ain lassie 153 O Tibbie ...
... cauld and restless love 23 O Philly , happy be that day 131 O saw ye bonnie Leslie 14 O saw ye my dear , my Phely 113 O stay , sweet warbling woodlark , stay 146 O tell na me o ' wind and rain 143 O this is no my ain lassie 153 O Tibbie ...
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... cauld's the clay , That wraps my Highland Mary ! O pale , pale now , those rosy lips , I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And clos'd for ay , the sparkling glance , That dwelt on me sae kindly ! And mouldering now in silent dust , That heart ...
... cauld's the clay , That wraps my Highland Mary ! O pale , pale now , those rosy lips , I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And clos'd for ay , the sparkling glance , That dwelt on me sae kindly ! And mouldering now in silent dust , That heart ...
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... cauld and restless love , Ye wreck my peace between ye ; Yet poortith a ' I could forgive , An ' ' twere not for my Jeanie . O why should fate sic pleasure have , Life's dearest bands untwining ? Or why sae sweet a flower as love ...
... cauld and restless love , Ye wreck my peace between ye ; Yet poortith a ' I could forgive , An ' ' twere not for my Jeanie . O why should fate sic pleasure have , Life's dearest bands untwining ? Or why sae sweet a flower as love ...
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ae night ain dear Allan Allan Ramsay alter amang auld auld lang syne ballad bard beautiful blythe bonie bonnie bosom braes breast BURNS Caledonia Cauld charming Chloris CHORUS claute Coila dainty Davie dear sir dearest dearie Deil delight e'en Edinburgh English song fair fancy favourite flowers frae give glen hame happy heart heaven Highland ilka John Anderson lass lassie Lassie wi Leiger lo'es Lord Gregory lover mair Mary maun merit mony morning muse Museum Nancy Nanie ne'er never o'er Phillis Pindar pleased pleasure poet poetry Rob Morris Robin Adair Saw ye Scotland Scots Scottish sing sparklin stanza suit sung sweet syne taste thee There's thine THOMSON thro tune verses wander weary wee thing whistle wild Willie Wilt thou winding young Jessie
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Strana 18 - 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, Oh!
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Strana 230 - O, WERT thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.
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