Whistle-Binkie: Or, The Piper of the Party: Being a Collection of Songs for the Social Circle, Volume 1D. Robertson, 1878 - 390 pagina's |
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Pagina 26
... heard Mr. Græme allude to this tutorship ; his stay must have been but short there , and we should think the coarse modes of living in these sequestered places would but ill accord with the sensitive mind of Græme . In struggling to get ...
... heard Mr. Græme allude to this tutorship ; his stay must have been but short there , and we should think the coarse modes of living in these sequestered places would but ill accord with the sensitive mind of Græme . In struggling to get ...
Pagina 77
... , mem ? ' and she never let on she heard me ; and I says again , Mrs. Pinkerton , how d'ye do ? ' I says , and wi ' that she turns about , and says she , ' Mrs. M'Saunter , I'm really astonished you should come and ask me how I do ,
... , mem ? ' and she never let on she heard me ; and I says again , Mrs. Pinkerton , how d'ye do ? ' I says , and wi ' that she turns about , and says she , ' Mrs. M'Saunter , I'm really astonished you should come and ask me how I do ,
Pagina 81
... heard o ' sic things . She was an only dochter , you see , and , like the ewe's pet lamb , she got mair licking than learning . Just to gie ye an instance o ' her management - she told me she was making preparations for a dinner that ...
... heard o ' sic things . She was an only dochter , you see , and , like the ewe's pet lamb , she got mair licking than learning . Just to gie ye an instance o ' her management - she told me she was making preparations for a dinner that ...
Pagina 82
... heard o ' a turkey - red haggis before ? ' Now , I think , ladies , if my frien ' can either make hare - soup or a veal - pie out of a pair of rabbits , she'll be even a greater genius than Mrs. Howdyson , wi ' her new bonnet made out o ...
... heard o ' a turkey - red haggis before ? ' Now , I think , ladies , if my frien ' can either make hare - soup or a veal - pie out of a pair of rabbits , she'll be even a greater genius than Mrs. Howdyson , wi ' her new bonnet made out o ...
Pagina 110
... heard her silentlie , an ' threw his elshin by , For his kindlie heart began to swell , and the tear was in his eye ; He rose and pressed his faithfu ' wife , sae loving to his breast , While on her neck a holy kiss his feelings deep ...
... heard her silentlie , an ' threw his elshin by , For his kindlie heart began to swell , and the tear was in his eye ; He rose and pressed his faithfu ' wife , sae loving to his breast , While on her neck a holy kiss his feelings deep ...
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Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
ain fireside ALEX amang anither auld drucken howdie Bailie bairn baith beauty Behave yoursel blythe body bonnie braw Braxy canna CARRICK cauld cheek cronie Deacon dear deil Derry dinna e'en e'er fair Fal lal frae friends gane gang gaun Glasgow gudeman hame heart heather Hielan ilka ither JAMES BALLANTINE Jamie M'Nab John kail brose Kate Kate Reid lady laird lass lassie lo'e mair Mary Beaton maun mo laogh geal mony mornin Motherwell naething nane ne'er never o'er ower Paisley Peter Paterson poet poor puir R. A. Smith Robert Gilfillan RODger sang Scotland Scottish sing smile song soon sweet Syne tell thee There's thocht thou weel whar whilk Whistle-binkies wife WILLIAM FINLAY William Motherwell Willie ye ken ye'll ye're young
Populaire passages
Pagina 247 - And backwards flew to her billowy breast, Like a bird that seeketh its mother's nest; And a mother she was, and is, to me; For I was born on the open sea...
Pagina 247 - SEA The Sea! the Sea! the open Sea! The blue, the fresh, the ever free! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round; It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies; Or like a cradled creature lies. I'm on the Sea! I'm on the Sea! I am where I would ever be...
Pagina 30 - Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way, And merrily hent the stile-a; A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile-a.
Pagina 365 - you're my Molly Malone, My own ! ' ' Oh,' says he, ' you're my Molly Malone.' And the widow they all thought so shy, My eye ! Ne'er thought of a simper or sigh, For why ? But ' Lucius,' says she, ' Since you've now made so free, You may marry your Mary Malone, Ohone ! You may marry your Mary Malone.
Pagina 117 - I've borne a weary lot; But in my wanderings, far or near, Ye never were forgot. The fount that first burst frae this heart, Still travels on its way ; And channels deeper as it rins, The luve o
Pagina 413 - His hair was curled in order, At the rising of the sun, In comely rows and buckles smart That about his ears did run ; And, before, there was a toupee That some inches up did grow, And behind there was a long queue, That did o'er his shoulders flow. Oh ! we ne'er shall see the like of Captain Paton no mo'e ! And whenever we foregathered He took off his wee
Pagina 115 - Twa bairns, and but ae heart ! 'Twas then we sat on ae laigh bink, To leir ilk ither lear ; And tones and looks and smiles were shed, Remembered evermair. 1 wonder, Jeanie, aften yet, When sitting on that bink, Cheek touchin' cheek, loof lock'd in loof, What our wee heads could think ? When baith bent doun ower ae braid page, Wi' ae bulk on our knee, Thy lips were on thy lesson, but My lesson was in thee.
Pagina 215 - Yes, it is he! the hermit bird, that, apart from all his kind, Slow spells his beads monotonous to the soft western wind ; Cuckoo! Cuckoo! he sings again, — his notes are void of art; But simplest strains do soonest sound the deep founts of the heart. Good Lord! it is a gracious boon for thought-crazed wight like me, To smell again these summer flowers beneath this summer tree...
Pagina 415 - Or when the candles were brought forth, and the night was fairly setting in, He would tell some fine old stories about Minden-field or Dettingen; How he fought with a French major, and dispatched him at a blow, While his blood ran out like water on the soft grass below. Oh, we ne'er shall hear the like of Captain Paton no mo!
Pagina 364 - So lovely the Widow Malone. •' Of lovers she had a full score, Or more; And fortunes they all had galore, In store; From the minister down To the clerk of the crown, All were courting the Widow Malone, Ohone ! All were courting the Widow Malone.