The Illustrated Book of Scottish Songs: From the 16th to the 19th CenturyHoulston and Wright, 1867 - 336 pagina's |
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... mind has a tendency to develop its overflowing tenderness and earnest passionateness in lyrical strains of the simplest beauty , which no literature and no age of the world have sur- passed . It is also beyond doubt that the Scottish ...
... mind has a tendency to develop its overflowing tenderness and earnest passionateness in lyrical strains of the simplest beauty , which no literature and no age of the world have sur- passed . It is also beyond doubt that the Scottish ...
Pagina 3
... minds of the people have for ages had access to English literature , the land is vocal with sweet sounds . Every river , stream , and lake - every mountain - slope and summit - every pastoral valley - nay , almost every farmhouse , has ...
... minds of the people have for ages had access to English literature , the land is vocal with sweet sounds . Every river , stream , and lake - every mountain - slope and summit - every pastoral valley - nay , almost every farmhouse , has ...
Pagina 9
... mind , " " O mine heart , this is my song , " " Grie- vous is my sorrow , ' " Alas , that seeming sweet face , " and " In one mirthful morrow . " These songs have been lost ; but their music has been fortunately preserved in the work of ...
... mind , " " O mine heart , this is my song , " " Grie- vous is my sorrow , ' " Alas , that seeming sweet face , " and " In one mirthful morrow . " These songs have been lost ; but their music has been fortunately preserved in the work of ...
Pagina 26
... wind , No tempest can equal the storm in my mind ; Though loudest of thunders on louder waves roar , That's naething like leavin ' my love on the shore . To leave thee behind me my heart is sair pain'd 26 SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS .
... wind , No tempest can equal the storm in my mind ; Though loudest of thunders on louder waves roar , That's naething like leavin ' my love on the shore . To leave thee behind me my heart is sair pain'd 26 SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS .
Pagina 27
... mind of Highlanders in a foreign land , or in emigration , is some- times painful , and has been known to melt the roughest and rudest of men to tears . The song itself , as a literary composition , is of little or no merit . It first ...
... mind of Highlanders in a foreign land , or in emigration , is some- times painful , and has been known to melt the roughest and rudest of men to tears . The song itself , as a literary composition , is of little or no merit . It first ...
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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 |
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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...