Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Volume 2T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 - Ballads, Scots |
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Robert Hartley Cromek. THE CRSITY 918 C945 CALIFO v . 2 SELECT SCOTISH SONGS , & c . TAK YOUR AULD CLOAK ABOUT YE . A PART of this old song , according to the En- glish set of it , is quoted in Shakspeare . * In winter when the rain rain ...
Robert Hartley Cromek. THE CRSITY 918 C945 CALIFO v . 2 SELECT SCOTISH SONGS , & c . TAK YOUR AULD CLOAK ABOUT YE . A PART of this old song , according to the En- glish set of it , is quoted in Shakspeare . * In winter when the rain rain ...
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... Tibbie , I hae , & c . But , Tibbie , lass , tak my advice , Your daddie's gear maks you sae nice , The deil a ane wad speir your price , Were ye as poor as I. Tibbie , 1 hae , & c . COLLIER LADDIE . I Do not know a blyther old 8.
... Tibbie , I hae , & c . But , Tibbie , lass , tak my advice , Your daddie's gear maks you sae nice , The deil a ane wad speir your price , Were ye as poor as I. Tibbie , 1 hae , & c . COLLIER LADDIE . I Do not know a blyther old 8.
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Robert Hartley Cromek. COLLIER LADDIE . I Do not know a blyther old song than this . Whare live ye , my bonie lass , And tell me what they ca ' ye ? My name , she says , is Mistress Jean , And I follow the Collier laddie . See ye not yon ...
Robert Hartley Cromek. COLLIER LADDIE . I Do not know a blyther old song than this . Whare live ye , my bonie lass , And tell me what they ca ' ye ? My name , she says , is Mistress Jean , And I follow the Collier laddie . See ye not yon ...
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... old style , as the old proverb tells ; On the fourteenth of October Was ne'er a sutor * sober . SINCE ROBB'D OF ALL THAT CHARM'D MY VIEWS . THE old name of this air is , The blossom o ' the Raspberry . The song is Dr. Blacklock's . A ...
... old style , as the old proverb tells ; On the fourteenth of October Was ne'er a sutor * sober . SINCE ROBB'D OF ALL THAT CHARM'D MY VIEWS . THE old name of this air is , The blossom o ' the Raspberry . The song is Dr. Blacklock's . A ...
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... I'll gae seek my fair lady . " And we were fifteen well - made men , Altho ' we were nae bonny ; And we were a ' put down for ane , A fair young wanton lady . VOL . II . C TO DAUNTON ME . THE two following old stanzas to 17.
... I'll gae seek my fair lady . " And we were fifteen well - made men , Altho ' we were nae bonny ; And we were a ' put down for ane , A fair young wanton lady . VOL . II . C TO DAUNTON ME . THE two following old stanzas to 17.
Common terms and phrases
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.