The Scottish Minstrel: Being a Complete Collection of Burns' Songs ; Together with His Correspondence with Mr. Thomson ; to which is Added and New and Complete GlossaryBenjamin Warner, 1818 - 312 pages |
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... Green grow the rashes , A Fragment , Song , " Again rejoicing Nature sees , " Song , 223 " The gloomy night is gathering fast , " 224 Song , " From thee , Eliza , I must go , " 226 The Farewell , to the Brethren of St. James's Lodge ...
... Green grow the rashes , A Fragment , Song , " Again rejoicing Nature sees , " Song , 223 " The gloomy night is gathering fast , " 224 Song , " From thee , Eliza , I must go , " 226 The Farewell , to the Brethren of St. James's Lodge ...
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... green , " The bonnie lad that's far awa , Song , " Out over the Forth I look to the north , " 256 Lines on a ploughman , I'll aye ca ' in by yon town , Whistle o'er the lave o't , Young Jockey , M'Pherson's farewell , ib . 257 ib . 258 ...
... green , " The bonnie lad that's far awa , Song , " Out over the Forth I look to the north , " 256 Lines on a ploughman , I'll aye ca ' in by yon town , Whistle o'er the lave o't , Young Jockey , M'Pherson's farewell , ib . 257 ib . 258 ...
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... Green grow the rashes . A Fragment , Hark the mavis , & c . Hey for a lass with a tocher , Hunting song , " The heather was blooming , 263 271 24 201 221 273 164 the meadows were mawn , " 266 Jessie , 34 I hae a wife o ' my ain , 246 I ...
... Green grow the rashes . A Fragment , Hark the mavis , & c . Hey for a lass with a tocher , Hunting song , " The heather was blooming , 263 271 24 201 221 273 164 the meadows were mawn , " 266 Jessie , 34 I hae a wife o ' my ain , 246 I ...
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... green , " Song , " Now westlin winds , and slaught❜ring guns , " Song of Death , 260 241 217 242 237 227 254 219 248 Song , " On Cessnock's banks there lives a lass , " 261 Song , " Out over the north , I look to the Forth , " 256 Song ...
... green , " Song , " Now westlin winds , and slaught❜ring guns , " Song of Death , 260 241 217 242 237 227 254 219 248 Song , " On Cessnock's banks there lives a lass , " 261 Song , " Out over the north , I look to the Forth , " 256 Song ...
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... green 119 By Allan stream I chane'd to rove 64 By yon castle wa ' at the close of the day 247 Canst thou leave me thus , my Katy 134 Ca ' the yowes to the knowes 104 Clarinda , mistress of my soul 182 Come let me take thee to my breast ...
... green 119 By Allan stream I chane'd to rove 64 By yon castle wa ' at the close of the day 247 Canst thou leave me thus , my Katy 134 Ca ' the yowes to the knowes 104 Clarinda , mistress of my soul 182 Come let me take thee to my breast ...
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