Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Volume 2T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 - Ballads, Scots |
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... . When Januar wind was blawing cauld , As to the North I took my way , The mirksome night did me enfauld , I knew na where to lodge till day . By my gude luck a maid I met , Just c 2 19 THE BONIE LASS MADE THE BED TO ME. ...
... . When Januar wind was blawing cauld , As to the North I took my way , The mirksome night did me enfauld , I knew na where to lodge till day . By my gude luck a maid I met , Just c 2 19 THE BONIE LASS MADE THE BED TO ME. ...
Page 21
... till day . Upon the morrow when we raise , I thank'd her for her courtesie ; But ay she blush'd , and ay she sigh'd , And said , alas ! ye've ruin'd me . I clasp'd her waist , and kiss'd her syne , While the tear stood twinklin in her ...
... till day . Upon the morrow when we raise , I thank'd her for her courtesie ; But ay she blush'd , and ay she sigh'd , And said , alas ! ye've ruin'd me . I clasp'd her waist , and kiss'd her syne , While the tear stood twinklin in her ...
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... till the day that I die , The lass that made the bed to me ! I HAD A HORSE AND I HAD NAE MAIR . THIS story was founded on fact . A John Hun- ter , ancestor to a very respectable farming family who live in a place in the parish , I think ...
... till the day that I die , The lass that made the bed to me ! I HAD A HORSE AND I HAD NAE MAIR . THIS story was founded on fact . A John Hun- ter , ancestor to a very respectable farming family who live in a place in the parish , I think ...
Page 27
... till my heart was like to break ; So they gi'ed him my hand , tho ' my heart was in the sea , And auld Robin Gray is gudeman to me . I hadna been a wife a week but only four , When sitting sae mournfully at the door , I saw my Jamie's ...
... till my heart was like to break ; So they gi'ed him my hand , tho ' my heart was in the sea , And auld Robin Gray is gudeman to me . I hadna been a wife a week but only four , When sitting sae mournfully at the door , I saw my Jamie's ...
Page 34
... in Annandale ; the seat and designation of an ancient branch , and the present representa- tive , of the gallant but unfortunate Dalziels of Carnwath .- ( The Author's note . ) body , he beats time to the music , till 34.
... in Annandale ; the seat and designation of an ancient branch , and the present representa- tive , of the gallant but unfortunate Dalziels of Carnwath .- ( The Author's note . ) body , he beats time to the music , till 34.
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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.