Scotia's Bards: The Choice Productions of the Scottish Poets, with Brief Biographical SketchesRobert Carter & Brothers, 1856 - 563 pagina's |
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Pagina 14
... mair unlikely to a lass's eye , For ilka sheep ye hae , I'll number ten , An ' should , as ane may think , come farer ben . Patie . But aiblins , nejbour , ye have not a heart , And downa eithly wi ' your cunzie part . If that be , what ...
... mair unlikely to a lass's eye , For ilka sheep ye hae , I'll number ten , An ' should , as ane may think , come farer ben . Patie . But aiblins , nejbour , ye have not a heart , And downa eithly wi ' your cunzie part . If that be , what ...
Pagina 15
... mair scanty wi't , and ne'er cry dool , Than you , wi ' a ' your cash , ye dowie fool ! Roger . Na , Patie , na ! I'm nae sic churlish beast : Some other thing lies heavier at my breast ; I dream'd a dreary dream this hinder night ...
... mair scanty wi't , and ne'er cry dool , Than you , wi ' a ' your cash , ye dowie fool ! Roger . Na , Patie , na ! I'm nae sic churlish beast : Some other thing lies heavier at my breast ; I dream'd a dreary dream this hinder night ...
Pagina 16
... mair kindness to my beast . When I begin to tune my stock and horn , Wi ' a ' her face she shaws a cauldrife scorn . Last night I play'd , ( ye never heard sic spite ! ) O'er Bogie was the spring , and her delyte ; Yet , tauntingly ...
... mair kindness to my beast . When I begin to tune my stock and horn , Wi ' a ' her face she shaws a cauldrife scorn . Last night I play'd , ( ye never heard sic spite ! ) O'er Bogie was the spring , and her delyte ; Yet , tauntingly ...
Pagina 19
... maun frae his Peggy sunder : A gentler face , and silk attire , A lady rich , in beauty's blossom , Alake , poor me ! will now conspire To steal thee frae thy Peggy's bosom . Nae mair the shepherd , to excell The rest , PARTING . 19 ...
... maun frae his Peggy sunder : A gentler face , and silk attire , A lady rich , in beauty's blossom , Alake , poor me ! will now conspire To steal thee frae thy Peggy's bosom . Nae mair the shepherd , to excell The rest , PARTING . 19 ...
Pagina 20
... mair the shepherd , to excell The rest , whase wit made them to wonder , Shall now his Peggy's praises tell : Ah ! I can die , but never sunder . Ye meadows where we aften strayed , Ye banks where we were wont to wander , Sweet ...
... mair the shepherd , to excell The rest , whase wit made them to wonder , Shall now his Peggy's praises tell : Ah ! I can die , but never sunder . Ye meadows where we aften strayed , Ye banks where we were wont to wander , Sweet ...
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