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Strana 4
... round about the thorny tree ; Or pou the wild flow'rs a ' for thee , My only jo and dearie , O. I hae a wish I canna tine , ' Mang a ' the cares that grieve me , 0 ; the Works of BURNS , supposed that the Bard , when he wrote this Song ...
... round about the thorny tree ; Or pou the wild flow'rs a ' for thee , My only jo and dearie , O. I hae a wish I canna tine , ' Mang a ' the cares that grieve me , 0 ; the Works of BURNS , supposed that the Bard , when he wrote this Song ...
Strana 8
... round They jeer me air and late . But let them say , or let them do , It's a ' ane to me ; For I'll gae to the bonnie lad That's waiting on me ; Waiting on me , my love . He's waiting on me ; For he's low down , he's in the broom ...
... round They jeer me air and late . But let them say , or let them do , It's a ' ane to me ; For I'll gae to the bonnie lad That's waiting on me ; Waiting on me , my love . He's waiting on me ; For he's low down , he's in the broom ...
Strana 18
... round . The sky was sympathetic with the wretchedness of the soil ; it became lowering and dark . The hollow winds sighed , the lightnings gleamed , the thunder rolled . The poet enjoyed the awful scene he spoke not a word , but semed ...
... round . The sky was sympathetic with the wretchedness of the soil ; it became lowering and dark . The hollow winds sighed , the lightnings gleamed , the thunder rolled . The poet enjoyed the awful scene he spoke not a word , but semed ...
Strana 41
... round as a neep come todlen hame . My kimmer and I lay down to sleep , Wi ' twa pint - stoups at our bed feet ; And ay when we waken'd , we drank them dry : What think ye o ' my wee kimmer and I ? Todlen butt , and todlen ben , Sae round ...
... round as a neep come todlen hame . My kimmer and I lay down to sleep , Wi ' twa pint - stoups at our bed feet ; And ay when we waken'd , we drank them dry : What think ye o ' my wee kimmer and I ? Todlen butt , and todlen ben , Sae round ...
Strana 47
... round my heart the ties are bound , That heart transpierc'd with many a wound ; These bleed afresh , those ties I tear , To leave the bonnie banks of Ayr . Farewell , old Coila's hills and dales , Her heathy moors and winding vales ...
... round my heart the ties are bound , That heart transpierc'd with many a wound ; These bleed afresh , those ties I tear , To leave the bonnie banks of Ayr . Farewell , old Coila's hills and dales , Her heathy moors and winding vales ...
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Strana 95 - 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...
Strana 33 - 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...
Strana 34 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Strana 18 - 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', Let him follow me!
Strana 311 - Thou'rt welcome to it dearly ! For gold the merchant ploughs the main, The farmer ploughs the manor ; But glory is the sodger's prize ; The sodger's wealth is...
Strana 162 - 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!
Strana 25 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
Strana 135 - Glen? Yestreen at the Valentines' dealing, My heart to my mou gied a sten : For thrice I drew ane without failing, And thrice it was written, Tam Glen. The last Halloween I was waukin My droukit sark-sleeve, as ye ken ; His likeness cam up the house staukin — And the very grey breeks o...
Strana 25 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
Strana 198 - Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a