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... '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 shoemaker . MUSING ON THE ROARING OCEAN . I COMPOSED these verses 10.
... '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 shoemaker . MUSING ON THE ROARING OCEAN . I COMPOSED these verses 10.
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Robert Hartley Cromek. MUSING ON THE ROARING OCEAN . I COMPOSED these verses out of compliment to a Mrs. M'Lachlan , whose husband is an officer in the East Indies . Tune - DRUMION DUBH . Musing on the roaring ocean , Which divides my ...
Robert Hartley Cromek. MUSING ON THE ROARING OCEAN . I COMPOSED these verses out of compliment to a Mrs. M'Lachlan , whose husband is an officer in the East Indies . Tune - DRUMION DUBH . Musing on the roaring ocean , Which divides my ...
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... verses while I stayed at Och- tertyre with Sir William Murray . - The lady , who was also at Ochtertyre at the same time , was the well - known toast , Miss Euphemia Murray of Len- trose , who was called , and very justly , The Flower ...
... verses while I stayed at Och- tertyre with Sir William Murray . - The lady , who was also at Ochtertyre at the same time , was the well - known toast , Miss Euphemia Murray of Len- trose , who was called , and very justly , The Flower ...
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... verse as a specimen : - My ladie's skin , like the driven snaw , Looked through her satin cleedin ' , Her white hause , as the wine ran down , It like a rose did redden . As it had been observed , that neighbouring tradition strongly ...
... verse as a specimen : - My ladie's skin , like the driven snaw , Looked through her satin cleedin ' , Her white hause , as the wine ran down , It like a rose did redden . As it had been observed , that neighbouring tradition strongly ...
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... verse runs thus : - But to wanton me , to wanton me , O ken ye what maist wad wanton me ? To see king James at Edinb'rough Cross , Wi ' fifty thousand foot and horse , And the usurper forc'd to flee , O this is that maist wad wanton me ...
... verse runs thus : - But to wanton me , to wanton me , O ken ye what maist wad wanton me ? To see king James at Edinb'rough Cross , Wi ' fifty thousand foot and horse , And the usurper forc'd to flee , O this is that maist wad wanton 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.