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... meet : and as these were often at a great distance from home , it gave the young men opportunities of performing obliging offices of gallantry to their mistresses , which was , no doubt , one cause of their being so well attended : They ...
... meet : and as these were often at a great distance from home , it gave the young men opportunities of performing obliging offices of gallantry to their mistresses , which was , no doubt , one cause of their being so well attended : They ...
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... meet yon shouters by the burn , I guess wha they may be . But wha is he that speids fae fast , Frae the slaw marching thrang ? Sae frae the mirk cloud shoots a beam , The sky's blue face alang . Some messenger it is , mayhap , Then not ...
... meet yon shouters by the burn , I guess wha they may be . But wha is he that speids fae fast , Frae the slaw marching thrang ? Sae frae the mirk cloud shoots a beam , The sky's blue face alang . Some messenger it is , mayhap , Then not ...
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... meet thy father's fae ? ” " Curs'd be that thought , " bald William said ; 66 My father's faes are mine ; Lang has my breast frae Kenneth learn'd Sic baby fear to tine . ” " O William ! had we kent yestreen . " . " Father , we ken it ...
... meet thy father's fae ? ” " Curs'd be that thought , " bald William said ; 66 My father's faes are mine ; Lang has my breast frae Kenneth learn'd Sic baby fear to tine . ” " O William ! had we kent yestreen . " . " Father , we ken it ...
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... meet him there , " The angry William cry'd ; Thy son will try this Lion - fae , And you with Margaret bide . " " No , on my faith , the sword of youth Thy father yet can wield ; If that I shrink frae fiercest faes , May babies mock my ...
... meet him there , " The angry William cry'd ; Thy son will try this Lion - fae , And you with Margaret bide . " " No , on my faith , the sword of youth Thy father yet can wield ; If that I shrink frae fiercest faes , May babies mock my ...
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... meet , Tho ' winter wild in tempest toil'd , Ne'er summer sun was half sae sweet . Than a ' the pride that loads the tide , And crosses o'er the sultry line ; Than kingly robes , than crowns and globes , Heav'n gave me more , it made me ...
... meet , Tho ' winter wild in tempest toil'd , Ne'er summer sun was half sae sweet . Than a ' the pride that loads the tide , And crosses o'er the sultry line ; Than kingly robes , than crowns and globes , Heav'n gave me more , it made me ...
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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
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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.