The Poetical WorksKing, 1865 - 500 páginas |
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... Highlands . My lord a hunting he is gane ... 96 My love she's but a lassie yet My Peggy's face , my Peggy's form .......... Musing on the roaring ocean ............ ......... ............. 97 100 88 171 27 98 74 Nac gentle dames ...
... Highlands . My lord a hunting he is gane ... 96 My love she's but a lassie yet My Peggy's face , my Peggy's form .......... Musing on the roaring ocean ............ ......... ............. 97 100 88 171 27 98 74 Nac gentle dames ...
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... a bird upon a thorn . Her bonnie face it was as meek As ony lamb upon a lea ; The evening sun was ne'er sae sweet As was the blink o ' Phemie's ee . The Highland hills I've wander'd wide , And o'er the 14 THE SONGS OF BLYTHE WAS SHE. ...
... a bird upon a thorn . Her bonnie face it was as meek As ony lamb upon a lea ; The evening sun was ne'er sae sweet As was the blink o ' Phemie's ee . The Highland hills I've wander'd wide , And o'er the 14 THE SONGS OF BLYTHE WAS SHE. ...
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Robert Burns. The Highland hills I've wander'd wide , And o'er the lowlands I hae been ; But Phemie was the blythest lass That ever trod the dewy green . BONNIE ANN . AIR - Ye Gallants bright . YE gallants bright , I red ye right ...
Robert Burns. The Highland hills I've wander'd wide , And o'er the lowlands I hae been ; But Phemie was the blythest lass That ever trod the dewy green . BONNIE ANN . AIR - Ye Gallants bright . YE gallants bright , I red ye right ...
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... his dusty sack ; Leeze me on the calling Fills the dusty peck- Fills the dusty peck , Brings the dusty siller ; I wad gie my coatie For the dusty miller . HIGHLAND HARRY . My Harry was a gallant gay , ROBERT BURNS . 55.
... his dusty sack ; Leeze me on the calling Fills the dusty peck- Fills the dusty peck , Brings the dusty siller ; I wad gie my coatie For the dusty miller . HIGHLAND HARRY . My Harry was a gallant gay , ROBERT BURNS . 55.
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... Highland Harry back again . - HIGHLAND MARY . TUNE - Catharine Ogie . YE banks , and braes , and streams around The castle o ' Montgomery , Green be your woods , and fair your flowers , Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first ...
... Highland Harry back again . - HIGHLAND MARY . TUNE - Catharine Ogie . YE banks , and braes , and streams around The castle o ' Montgomery , Green be your woods , and fair your flowers , Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
AE FOND KISS ain dear Amang auld auld lang syne awa wi banks birks of Aberfeldy blaw blest blink blooming blythe bonnie blue bonnie lad bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast charms CHORUS claut Collier Laddie danc'd awa dearest dearie deil's awa dewy e'en e'er fair Farewell Fête Champêtre flowers frae Gala Water glen green grows bonnie wi hame heart Here's a health Highland lassie ilka John Barleycorn Kenmure's kiss loes love thee lover luve maun mony morning nae mair Nancy ne'er never night o'er Och-on parcel of rogues Peggy's Phillis pleasure rove rue grows bonnie siller simmer sing smile snaw sparklin sweet sweetly syne tear thine thou hast thro thyme TUNE-The twa glancin wander weary wee thing weel Whigs wife wild Willie wind wither'd ye'll yon town young young Jessie
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Página 104 - Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Página 21 - See the front o' battle lour: See approach proud Edward's power, — Chains and slaverie! 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?
Página 193 - 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 ? That sacred hour can I forget, Can I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love...
Página 40 - THAT AND A' THAT" Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Página 93 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Página 7 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne.
Página 34 - DUNCAN GRAY cam here to woo, Ha, ha, the wooing o't, On blythe Yule night when we were fou, Ha, ha, the wooing o't. Maggie coost her head fu' high, Look'd asklent and unco skeigh, Gart poor Duncan stand abeigh; Ha, ha, the wooing o't. Duncan fleech'd, and Duncan pray'd; Ha, ha, the wooing o't; Meg was deaf as Ailsa Craig, Ha, ha, the wooing o't; Duncan sigh'd baith out and in, Grat his een baith bleer't and blin', Spak o' lowpin' o'er a linn ; Ha, ha, the wooing o't.
Página 94 - 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...
Página 41 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak' a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that ; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a
Página 119 - I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw. Thy bield l should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.