The Illustrated Book of Scottish Songs: From the Sixteenth to the Nineteenth CenturyN. Cooke, 1854 - 325 pagina's |
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Pagina 48
... letters and messages intrusted to his care , he entirely irritated both . All connexion was broken off betwixt them : Helen was inconsolable ; and Cromlus has left behind him , in the ballad called ' Cromlet's Lilt , ' a proof of the ...
... letters and messages intrusted to his care , he entirely irritated both . All connexion was broken off betwixt them : Helen was inconsolable ; and Cromlus has left behind him , in the ballad called ' Cromlet's Lilt , ' a proof of the ...
Pagina 51
... amendments by himself . The air is old and very beautiful . " Your remarks on the ' Ewe - Bughts ' are just , " says Burns in a letter to Thomson ; " sti it has obtained a place among our more SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS . 51.
... amendments by himself . The air is old and very beautiful . " Your remarks on the ' Ewe - Bughts ' are just , " says Burns in a letter to Thomson ; " sti it has obtained a place among our more SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS . 51.
Pagina 57
... letter . She was writing an ' inditing , And losing her colour , But ilka kiss of her mou ' Cost me a dollar . Cost me a dollar , An ' a glass o SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS . 57 John Hay's bonnie Lassie John Hay's bonnie Mary.
... letter . She was writing an ' inditing , And losing her colour , But ilka kiss of her mou ' Cost me a dollar . Cost me a dollar , An ' a glass o SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS . 57 John Hay's bonnie Lassie John Hay's bonnie Mary.
Pagina 88
... letter from Lady Anne herself openly avowing that she had written it . She stated that she had been long suspected by her more intimate friends , and often questioned with respect to the mysterious ballad , but that she had always ...
... letter from Lady Anne herself openly avowing that she had written it . She stated that she had been long suspected by her more intimate friends , and often questioned with respect to the mysterious ballad , but that she had always ...
Pagina 95
... letter to Mr. Thomson , " the beautiful little fragment in Witherspoon's collection of Scots Songs , called , ' Oh , gin my love ? ' The thought it contains is inexpressibly beautiful , and quite , so far as I know , original . It is ...
... letter to Mr. Thomson , " the beautiful little fragment in Witherspoon's collection of Scots Songs , called , ' Oh , gin my love ? ' The thought it contains is inexpressibly beautiful , and quite , so far as I know , original . It is ...
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aboon ain countrie ain fireside ALLAN CUNNINGHAM ALLAN RAMSAY amang auld baith beautiful Behave yoursel birks of Aberfeldy blaw bloom blythe boatie rows bonnie lassie bosom braw canna cauld charms cheek dear dearie Delvin dinna doun e'en e'er fair Farewell flower frae Gala water gane gang gi'e gin ye green gude gudeman heart heather heaven Highland laddie Jamie Jenny John Anderson Johnnie kiss Lady lass leave thee Lizzy Lindsay lo'e Logan braes Maggie Mary maun mony morning nae mair naething nane ne'er never o'er ower Peter Buchan plaidie Rob Morris ROBERT TANNAHILL says Burns Scotland Scottish siller sing smile snaw song stanza SUSANNA BLAMIRE sweet syne Tea-Table Miscellany tears thegither There's thine Thomson thou wadna wee thing weel Willie Yarrow ye'll yon lane glen young
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Pagina 112 - I'll wage thee. Who shall say that Fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her ; Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Pagina 112 - I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw...
Pagina 294 - MY HEART'S in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Pagina 220 - Ha, ha, the wooing o't. Something in her bosom wrings, For relief a sigh she brings : And O ! her een they spak sic things ! Ha, ha, the wooing o't. Duncan was a lad o...
Pagina 295 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer, A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!
Pagina 124 - A chain of gold ye sail not lack, Nor braid to bind your hair ; Nor mettled hound, nor managed hawk, Nor palfrey fresh and fair ; And you, the foremost o' them a', Shall ride our forest queen " — But aye she loot the tears down fa
Pagina 108 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Pagina 214 - THAT AND A' THAT" Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Pagina 105 - YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair; How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu' o
Pagina 123 - The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest.