Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Volume 2T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 - Ballads, Scots |
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... kiss , I pat my arms about her neck . sound . " Haud aff your hands , young man , she says , And dinna sae uncivil be : Gif ye hae ony luve for me , O wrang nae my virginitie ! * A pillow . Her hair was like the links o ' gowd , 20.
... kiss , I pat my arms about her neck . sound . " Haud aff your hands , young man , she says , And dinna sae uncivil be : Gif ye hae ony luve for me , O wrang nae my virginitie ! * A pillow . Her hair was like the links o ' gowd , 20.
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... arm , and my Jamie at the sea , And auld Robin Gray came a courting me . My father coudna work , and my mother coudna spin , I toil'd day and night , but their bread I coudna win ; Auld Rob maintain'd them baith , and wi ' tears 26.
... arm , and my Jamie at the sea , And auld Robin Gray came a courting me . My father coudna work , and my mother coudna spin , I toil'd day and night , but their bread I coudna win ; Auld Rob maintain'd them baith , and wi ' tears 26.
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... arms . Not understanding this , the Lowlanders in the west and south say , " Up and waur them a , " & c . This edition of the song I got from Tom Niel , * of facetious fame , in Edinburgh . Up and warn a ' , Willie , Warn , warn a ...
... arms . Not understanding this , the Lowlanders in the west and south say , " Up and waur them a , " & c . This edition of the song I got from Tom Niel , * of facetious fame , in Edinburgh . Up and warn a ' , Willie , Warn , warn a ...
Page 45
... That sweetly ye might span . Youth , grace , and love , attendant move , And pleasure leads the van : In a ' their charms , and conquering arms , They wait on bonie Ann . The captive bands may chain the hands , But love 45.
... That sweetly ye might span . Youth , grace , and love , attendant move , And pleasure leads the van : In a ' their charms , and conquering arms , They wait on bonie Ann . The captive bands may chain the hands , But love 45.
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... arms ; for you alone Can all my absence past atone . O come ! and to my bleeding heart The sov❜reign balm of love impart ; Thy presence lasting joy shall bring , And give the year eternal spring . heard of . Various reports have arisen ...
... arms ; for you alone Can all my absence past atone . O come ! and to my bleeding heart The sov❜reign balm of love impart ; Thy presence lasting joy shall bring , And give the year eternal spring . heard of . Various reports have arisen ...
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amang auld lang syne baith ballad Blythe bonie lass bosom braes Burns CALIFORNIA LIBRARY canna cauld Child Maurice COCKPEN crookit horn cry'd dear dearie dinna e'er Edinburgh Ewie fair Findlay frae Fy let gallant gang gangrel grows bonnie wi gude gypsie laddie hame heart Highland Hughie Graham Jamie Johny Jolly Beggars kebars lady laird lassie Leader-Haughs Lord maun meikle merry mony morning Nansy ne'er never night O'er the moor old song owre poem Rob Roy ROBERT BURNS rue grows bonnie sang Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum sing snaw sodger laddie stanza sweet sword thee thou thro thyme Tibbie tune UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA verse warn Watty weel whare wife Willie wither'd Woo'd and married Yarrow ye'll ye're young
Popular passages
Page 127 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o...
Page 136 - It is the moon, I ken her horn, That's blinkin' in the lift sae hie ; She shines sae bright to wyle us hame, But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee ! We are na fou, &c.
Page 112 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. 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.
Page 112 - 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!
Page 105 - Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Page 127 - And surely I'll be mine; And we'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne.
Page 43 - When I upon thy bosom lean, And fondly clasp thee, a' my ain, I glory in the sacred ties That made us ane wha ance were twain ; A mutual flame inspires us baith, The tender look, the melting kiss ; Even years shall ne'er destroy our love But only gie us change o
Page 167 - T do confess thou'rt smooth and fair, And I might have gone near to love thee. Had I not found the slightest prayer That lips could speak, had power to move thee; But I can let thee now alone, As worthy to be loved by none.
Page 250 - CHORUS. A fig for those by law protected ! Liberty's a glorious feast ! Courts for cowards were erected, Churches built to please the priest.
Page 230 - The Jolly Beggars, for humorous description and nice discrimination of character, is inferior to no poem of the same length in the whole range of English poetry. The scene, indeed, is laid in the very lowest department of low life, the actors being a set of strolling vagrants met to carouse and barter their rags and plunder for liquor in a hedge ale-house.