 | Robert Burns - 1806 - 450 pagina’s
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blythly wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha", To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw. Tho' Tho' this... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 354 pagina’s
...despairing, Than aught in the world beside — Jessy ! " The conclusion of the other is as follows. " Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed...thee my Fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw. Tho' this was fair, and that was bra', And yon the toast of a' the town, I sighed and said... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 418 pagina’s
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor: How blithly wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 274 pagina’s
...collection. It deserves, however, to be preserved. MARY MORISON. 201 How blithely wad I bid the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1822 - 232 pagina’s
...my fame up with a shriek, like dames Who dread to soil their slippers. MAY MORISON enters singing. Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed...my fancy took its wing : I sat, but neither heard nor saw. (.Dresses her.) Eh ! help me, madam, you 've a martial look ; The bonnet fits you rarely —... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 464 pagina’s
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blithely wad I bid the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha',. To thee my fancy took its wing ; I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this... | |
 | Robert Burns, Alfred Howard - 1826 - 226 pagina’s
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor: How blithely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...heard or saw : Though this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said atnang them a', " Ye arena Mary Morison."... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1829 - 388 pagina’s
...smiles and glances let me see That make the miser's treasure poor. How blythely wad I byde the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward...secure, The lovely Mary Morison ! Yestreen, when to the stented string The dance gaed through the lichtit ha', To thee my fancy took its wing — I sat, but... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1831 - 484 pagina’s
...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blithly wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted hv, To theo my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1834 - 236 pagina’s
...and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor • How blithely wad I bide the stoure. A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to (he trembling string, The dance gacd thro' the lighted ha'. To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat,... | |
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A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro... 
