Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Zväzok 1T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 |
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Strana ii
... original spirit , or gave it more than it had ever possessed . So dexterously are these touches combined with the ancient structure , that the rifacciamento , in many instances , could scarcely have been detected , without the avowal of ...
... original spirit , or gave it more than it had ever possessed . So dexterously are these touches combined with the ancient structure , that the rifacciamento , in many instances , could scarcely have been detected , without the avowal of ...
Strana xv
... original poetry ; and we could not discover from whence he had collected the seeds that had shot up to such maturity . We find , however , that many of the thoughts which appear in him with such lustre were derived from others ; and ...
... original poetry ; and we could not discover from whence he had collected the seeds that had shot up to such maturity . We find , however , that many of the thoughts which appear in him with such lustre were derived from others ; and ...
Strana 12
... original one , but though it has a very great deal of merit , it is not quite ladies ' reading . Saw ye nae my Peggy , Saw ye nae my Peggy , Saw ye nae my Peggy , Coming o'er the lea ? Sure a finer creature Ne'er was form'd by nature ...
... original one , but though it has a very great deal of merit , it is not quite ladies ' reading . Saw ye nae my Peggy , Saw ye nae my Peggy , Saw ye nae my Peggy , Coming o'er the lea ? Sure a finer creature Ne'er was form'd by nature ...
Strana 13
... , With faint looks implore her , > " Till she pity me . The original words , for they can scarcely be called verses , seem to be as follows ; a song familiar from the cradle to every Scotish ear . Saw ye my Maggie , Saw ye my Maggie , 13.
... , With faint looks implore her , > " Till she pity me . The original words , for they can scarcely be called verses , seem to be as follows ; a song familiar from the cradle to every Scotish ear . Saw ye my Maggie , Saw ye my Maggie , 13.
Strana 14
... original song ; yet I take this ballad , of which I have quoted part , to be the old verses . The two songs in Ram- say , one of them evidently his own , are never to be met with in the fire - side circle of our peasantry ; while that ...
... original song ; yet I take this ballad , of which I have quoted part , to be the old verses . The two songs in Ram- say , one of them evidently his own , are never to be met with in the fire - side circle of our peasantry ; while that ...
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Strana 163 - 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?
Strana 107 - Untie these bands from off my hands, And bring to me my sword ! And there's no a man in all Scotland, But I'll brave him at a word.
Strana 68 - And are ye sure the news is true ? And are ye sure he's weel ? Is this a time to think o...
Strana 163 - 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...
Strana 69 - Been fed this month and mair ; Mak haste and thraw their necks about, That Colin weel may fare ; And spread the table neat and clean, Gar ilka thing look braw, For wha can tell how Colin fared When he was far awa?
Strana 133 - Love wont to gae! 1 leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree; But first it bow'd, and syne it brak, Sae my true Love did lichtly me. O waly waly, but love be bonny A little time while it is new; But when 'tis auld, it waxeth cauld And fades awa...
Strana 123 - Lie slaughter'd on their native ground ; Thy hospitable roofs no more Invite the stranger to the door; In smoky ruins sunk they lie. The monuments of cruelty. The wretched owner sees afar His all become the prey of war ; Bethinks him of his babes and wife, Then smites his breast, and curses life.
Strana 124 - The pious mother, doom'd to death, Forsaken wanders o'er the heath ; The bleak wind whistles round her head, Her helpless orphans cry for bread ; Bereft of shelter, food, and friend, She views the shades of night descend : And stretch'd beneath th' inclement skies, Weeps o'er her tender babes, and dies.
Strana iii - You are a good, worthy, honest fellow, and have a good right to live in this world — because you deserve it. Many a merry meeting this publication has given us, and possibly it may give us more, though, alas ! I fear it. This protracting, slow, consuming illness which hangs over me, will, I doubt much, my ever dear friend, arrest my sun before he has well reached his middle career, and will turn over the poet to far more important concerns than studying...
Strana iv - Many a merry meeting this publication has given us, and possibly it may give us more, though, alas! I fear it. This protracting, slow, consuming illness which hangs over me, will, I doubt much, my ever -dear friend, arrest my s"un before he has well reached his middle career, and will turn over the poet to far more important concerns than studying the brilliancy of wit or the pathos of sentiment. However, hope is the cordial of the human heart, and I endeavour to cherish it as well as I can.