Poems and Songs, Principally Relating to Scottish Manners and CustomsP. Livingston, 1847 - 158 strán (strany) |
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... Winter nights are cauld , lassie , A Guid New Year to ane and a ' , 134 136 137 139 141 Bonnie , bonnie was the morn , 143 My love's fair and bonnie , 145 Oh ! Winter is come , 146 The Shepherd lo'es at e'en to lie , 147 When will I get ...
... Winter nights are cauld , lassie , A Guid New Year to ane and a ' , 134 136 137 139 141 Bonnie , bonnie was the morn , 143 My love's fair and bonnie , 145 Oh ! Winter is come , 146 The Shepherd lo'es at e'en to lie , 147 When will I get ...
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... , An ' I ha'e felt the ills That man on earth is subject to , But I ha'e felt that a ' The cares o ' life were banished When around my Father's Ha ' . III . O ! weel I mind the winter nights 24 POEMS AND SONGS . My Father's Ha',
... , An ' I ha'e felt the ills That man on earth is subject to , But I ha'e felt that a ' The cares o ' life were banished When around my Father's Ha ' . III . O ! weel I mind the winter nights 24 POEMS AND SONGS . My Father's Ha',
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Peter Livingston. III . O ! weel I mind the winter nights , When Boreas blew sae bauld , When round the ingle cheek we sat An ' smiled baith young an ' auld . We naething had to trouble's then , But we heard the loud winds blaw , An ...
Peter Livingston. III . O ! weel I mind the winter nights , When Boreas blew sae bauld , When round the ingle cheek we sat An ' smiled baith young an ' auld . We naething had to trouble's then , But we heard the loud winds blaw , An ...
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... had sorrows which Nae tongue can ever tell . I came and waited , though I kenn'd I wadna meet wi ' thee ; Oh ! I thought my very heart wad break Beneath the trystin ' tree . XII . When winter comes , our trystin ' tree 40 POEMS AND SONGS .
... had sorrows which Nae tongue can ever tell . I came and waited , though I kenn'd I wadna meet wi ' thee ; Oh ! I thought my very heart wad break Beneath the trystin ' tree . XII . When winter comes , our trystin ' tree 40 POEMS AND SONGS .
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Peter Livingston. XII . When winter comes , our trystin ' tree Grows naked , brown , and bare ; Like mother Nature , round about It hangs its head wi ' care ; But spring returns , an ' it revives , As ye may plainly see- There's no a ...
Peter Livingston. XII . When winter comes , our trystin ' tree Grows naked , brown , and bare ; Like mother Nature , round about It hangs its head wi ' care ; But spring returns , an ' it revives , As ye may plainly see- There's no a ...
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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.