The modern Scottish minstrel; or, The songs of Scotland of the past half century, with memoirs of the poets, and specimens in English verse of modern Gaelic bards, by C. Rogers, Volume 3Charles Rogers 1856 |
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Pagina 19
... bosom bare , That high arch'd eye , that long brown hair , That fair form'd foot , thine angel air , — But ' tis thy mind , Eliza . Think not to charm me with thine eye , Those smiling lips , that heaving sigh , My heart's charm'd with ...
... bosom bare , That high arch'd eye , that long brown hair , That fair form'd foot , thine angel air , — But ' tis thy mind , Eliza . Think not to charm me with thine eye , Those smiling lips , that heaving sigh , My heart's charm'd with ...
Pagina 20
... . She died on the 5th February 1854 , and her remains rest in the Pagan family's burying- ground , in Terregles ' churchyard . Round the green bosom'd earth , sea - swept , 20 THE MODERN SCOTTISH MINSTREL . Lovely woman,
... . She died on the 5th February 1854 , and her remains rest in the Pagan family's burying- ground , in Terregles ' churchyard . Round the green bosom'd earth , sea - swept , 20 THE MODERN SCOTTISH MINSTREL . Lovely woman,
Pagina 21
Charles Rogers. Round the green bosom'd earth , sea - swept , In search of pleasure roamin ' , And found the world a wilderness , Without thee , lovely woman ! The farmer reaps his golden fields , The merchant sweeps the ocean ; The ...
Charles Rogers. Round the green bosom'd earth , sea - swept , In search of pleasure roamin ' , And found the world a wilderness , Without thee , lovely woman ! The farmer reaps his golden fields , The merchant sweeps the ocean ; The ...
Pagina 30
... bosom fills ; Why am I forced to leave my love , And wander far from Lanark Mills ? Can I forget th ' ecstatic hours , When ( ' scaped the village evening din ) I met my lass ' midst Braxfield bowers , Or near the falls of Corhouse Linn ...
... bosom fills ; Why am I forced to leave my love , And wander far from Lanark Mills ? Can I forget th ' ecstatic hours , When ( ' scaped the village evening din ) I met my lass ' midst Braxfield bowers , Or near the falls of Corhouse Linn ...
Pagina 36
... bosom - soothing joy . But Leven's banks that bloom sae bra , And Leven's streams that glide sae saucy , Sic joy an ... bosoms bathe in diamond dew ; When far behind the Lomonds high , The wheels of day are downwards rowing , And a ' the ...
... bosom - soothing joy . But Leven's banks that bloom sae bra , And Leven's streams that glide sae saucy , Sic joy an ... bosoms bathe in diamond dew ; When far behind the Lomonds high , The wheels of day are downwards rowing , And a ' the ...
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