Poems and Songs, Principally Relating to Scottish Manners and CustomsP. Livingston, 1847 - 158 strán (strany) |
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Peter Livingston. I've wander'd mang the hills , And flowery glens , and rocky dens . yours truly Peter Livingston J.Scott PRINCIPALLY RELATING TO SCOTTISH MANNERS AND CUSTOMS . BY PETER.
Peter Livingston. I've wander'd mang the hills , And flowery glens , and rocky dens . yours truly Peter Livingston J.Scott PRINCIPALLY RELATING TO SCOTTISH MANNERS AND CUSTOMS . BY PETER.
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... Hill and dell are decked in green , 127 Daft Rab Matthew , 129 The joyfu ' night , 131 I'm bather'd baith by night and by day , 133 I now maun leave my lady fair , O ! the glorious sun's declining , Come to yonder bower , my lassie ...
... Hill and dell are decked in green , 127 Daft Rab Matthew , 129 The joyfu ' night , 131 I'm bather'd baith by night and by day , 133 I now maun leave my lady fair , O ! the glorious sun's declining , Come to yonder bower , my lassie ...
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... hill and dale , Wending their way with joy to where they see The spire that points to heaven , in which they hope to be . IX . The guidman and guidwife have each put on Their Sunday claise , and seen their bairnies drest ; Their eldest ...
... hill and dale , Wending their way with joy to where they see The spire that points to heaven , in which they hope to be . IX . The guidman and guidwife have each put on Their Sunday claise , and seen their bairnies drest ; Their eldest ...
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ae night aften Anna auld kirk-yard awfu baith barley bree Beneath the trystin blaw blessed thing blest blooming heather Bonnie Dundee BONNIE LASS bosom burn canna cauld chiel cottage cottar creels cried D'ye mind dear Dearest deary dinna Dundee e'en earth fair Father's fear frae friends gang awa gi'e grave guid Hail hail the Queen happy heard heart heaven herding o't hills humble ilka John JOHN BETHUNE kiddies kind laddie lassie lo'ed look lovely Annie mair mang maun mither mony morn mourn ne'er never o'er peace poems Queen Victoria sang skies smiled snaw songs soon sorrow tears tell thee There's thou thundering cannon time's tree true TRYSTING TREE VIII wander weary weel ween Whar wind yonder bower young
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Strana 3 - And wi' the lave ilk merry morn Could rank my rig and lass, Still shearing, and clearing The tither stocked raw, Wi' claivers, an haivers, Wearing the day awa : Ev'n then a wish, (I mind its power,) A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast; That I for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan, or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least.
Strana 9 - From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs, That makes her loved at home, revered abroad : Princes and lords are but the breath of kings; " An honest man's the noblest work of God ;" And, certes,* in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind.
Strana 49 - Why was an independent wish E'er planted in my mind ? If not, why am I subject to His cruelty or scorn ? Or why has man the will and power To make his fellow mourn...
Strana 20 - Tis but a night, a long and moonless night ; We make the grave our bed, and then are gone.
Strana 59 - I did not think there was so much beauty in a locality so little talked of. Around me lay the hills reposing in quiet grandeur, and before me lay the "Loch of Lindores, which in the calm twilight of a summer's evening appears like the eye of nature looking up to its Maker in the spirit of meek and quiet devotion.
Strana 53 - STIR the beal-fire, wave the banner, Bid the thundering cannon sound, Rend the skies with acclamation, Stun the woods and waters round, Till the echoes of our gathering Turn the world's admiring gaze To this act of duteous homage Scotland to her Poet pays. Fill the banks and braes with music, Be it loud and low by turns — That we owe the deathless glory, This the hapless fate of Burns.
Strana 142 - An' those that used to meet us there We'll think on many a year. Iv. Now let us hope our years may be As guid as they ha'e been : Let's hope we ne'er again will see The sorrows we hae seen ; An
Strana 141 - We ran about the burnie's side, The spot will aye be dear ; An' those that used to meet us there We'll think on many a year.