The Illustrated Book of Scottish Songs: From the 16th to the 19th CenturyHoulston and Wright, 1867 - 336 pagina's |
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Pagina 29
... Amang their noble kin ; But they maun lie in Stronach Haugh To beek forenent the sun . And Bessie Bell and Mary Gray , They were twa bonnie lasses ; They biggit a bower on yon burn - brae , And theekit it ower wi ' rashes . THE LAST ...
... Amang their noble kin ; But they maun lie in Stronach Haugh To beek forenent the sun . And Bessie Bell and Mary Gray , They were twa bonnie lasses ; They biggit a bower on yon burn - brae , And theekit it ower wi ' rashes . THE LAST ...
Pagina 82
... amang the rest , A boon them a ' it pleased me best , That some kind husband had addrest To some sweet wife : It thirl'd the heart - strings through the breast A ' to the life . I've scarce heard aught described sae weel , What gen'rous ...
... amang the rest , A boon them a ' it pleased me best , That some kind husband had addrest To some sweet wife : It thirl'd the heart - strings through the breast A ' to the life . I've scarce heard aught described sae weel , What gen'rous ...
Pagina 102
... Amang the reeds the ducklings cry ; The stately swan majestic swims ; And everything is blest but I. And maun I still , & c . The shepherd steeks his faulding slaps , And o'er the moorland whistles shrill ; Wi ' wild , unequal ...
... Amang the reeds the ducklings cry ; The stately swan majestic swims ; And everything is blest but I. And maun I still , & c . The shepherd steeks his faulding slaps , And o'er the moorland whistles shrill ; Wi ' wild , unequal ...
Pagina 104
... amang ; Then a - faulding let us gang , My bonnie dearie . We'll gang doun by Cluden side , Through the hazels spreading wide O'er the waves that sweetly glide , My bonnie dearie . Yonder Cluden's silent towers , Where , at moonshine ...
... amang ; Then a - faulding let us gang , My bonnie dearie . We'll gang doun by Cluden side , Through the hazels spreading wide O'er the waves that sweetly glide , My bonnie dearie . Yonder Cluden's silent towers , Where , at moonshine ...
Pagina 106
... 'er yon brae , O'er yon moss amang the heather , I'll kilt my coats aboon my knee , And follow my love through the water . MY NANNIE'S AWA . BURNS . Air- " There'll never 106 SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS . 141 GALA WATER Burns.
... 'er yon brae , O'er yon moss amang the heather , I'll kilt my coats aboon my knee , And follow my love through the water . MY NANNIE'S AWA . BURNS . Air- " There'll never 106 SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS . 141 GALA WATER Burns.
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The Illustrated Book of Scottish Songs: From the 16th to the 19th Century Charles Mackay Volledige weergave - 1867 |
The Illustrated Book of Scottish Songs: From the 16th to the 19th Century Charles Mackay Volledige weergave - 1867 |
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
ain countrie ain fireside Air-"The ALLAN CUNNINGHAM Allan Ramsay amang auld baith baloo Behave yoursel birks of Aberfeldy blaw blooming blythe boatie rows bonnie lassie braes braw canna cauld Charlie cogie dear dearie dinna e'en e'er fair Farewell flowers frae Gala water gane gang gi'e green gude gudeman gudewife hame heart heather heaven Here's a health Highland laddie hills ilka Jamie John Anderson Johnnie king kiss lass lo'e Maggie Mary maun mither mony morning nae mair nane ne'er never night o'er ower Peter Buchan Rob Morris ROBERT TANNAHILL Scottish sing SIR WALTER SCOTT smile snaw song stanza sweet syne Tea-Table Miscellany tears There's Thomson thou wadna wee thing weel Whigs wife Willie winna ye'll ye're yon lane glen
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Pagina 152 - As ye hae done before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk ; Nor heat my cheeks wi' your mad freaks, But aye be douce before folk. Ye tell me that my lips are sweet ; Sic tales I doubt are a' deceit ; At ony rate, it's hardly meet To pree their sweets before folk. Behave yoursel...