The Poetical WorksKing, 1865 - 500 pages |
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... sweet Afton Forlorn , my love , no comfort near .......... Frae the friends and land I love ............ From thee , Eliza , I must go .... Full well thou know'st I love thee dear Gane is the day and mirk's the night .. Gat ye me , oh ...
... sweet Afton Forlorn , my love , no comfort near .......... Frae the friends and land I love ............ From thee , Eliza , I must go .... Full well thou know'st I love thee dear Gane is the day and mirk's the night .. Gat ye me , oh ...
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... sweet flowers as they spring ; Adown winding Nith I did wander , Of Phillis to muse and to sing . CHORUS . Awa wi ' your belles and your beauties , They never wi ' her can compare : Whaever has met wi ' my Phillis , Has met wi ' the ...
... sweet flowers as they spring ; Adown winding Nith I did wander , Of Phillis to muse and to sing . CHORUS . Awa wi ' your belles and your beauties , They never wi ' her can compare : Whaever has met wi ' my Phillis , Has met wi ' the ...
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Robert Burns. The rose - bud's the blush o ' my charmer , Her sweet balmy lip when ' tis prest : How fair and how pure is the lily , But fairer and purer her breast . Yon knot of gay flowers in the arbour , They ne'er wi ' my Phillis can ...
Robert Burns. The rose - bud's the blush o ' my charmer , Her sweet balmy lip when ' tis prest : How fair and how pure is the lily , But fairer and purer her breast . Yon knot of gay flowers in the arbour , They ne'er wi ' my Phillis can ...
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... sweet rose - bud , young and gay , Shalt beauteous blaze upon the day , And bless the parent's evening ray That watch'd thy early morning . - AS I WAS A - WAND'RING . TUNE - Rinn Meudial mo Mhealladh . As I was a - wand'ring ae ...
... sweet rose - bud , young and gay , Shalt beauteous blaze upon the day , And bless the parent's evening ray That watch'd thy early morning . - AS I WAS A - WAND'RING . TUNE - Rinn Meudial mo Mhealladh . As I was a - wand'ring ae ...
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... sweet May . The lav'rock in the morning she'll rise frae her nest , And mount to the air wi ' the dew on her breast , And wi ' the merry ploughman she'll whistle and sing , And at night she'll return to her nest back again . AULD LANG ...
... sweet May . The lav'rock in the morning she'll rise frae her nest , And mount to the air wi ' the dew on her breast , And wi ' the merry ploughman she'll whistle and sing , And at night she'll return to her nest back again . AULD LANG ...
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AE FOND KISS ain dear Amang auld auld lang syne awa wi banks birks of Aberfeldy blaw blest blink blooming blythe bonnie blue bonnie lad bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast charms CHORUS claut Collier Laddie danc'd awa dearest dearie deil's awa dewy e'en e'er fair Farewell Fête Champêtre flowers frae Gala Water glen green grows bonnie wi hame heart Here's a health Highland lassie ilka John Barleycorn Kenmure's kiss loes love thee lover luve maun mony morning nae mair Nancy ne'er never night o'er Och-on parcel of rogues Peggy's Phillis pleasure rove rue grows bonnie siller simmer sing smile snaw sparklin sweet sweetly syne tear thine thou hast thro thyme TUNE-The twa glancin wander weary wee thing weel Whigs wife wild Willie wind wither'd ye'll yon town young young Jessie
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Page 104 - Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight 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 21 - See the front o' battle lour: See approach proud Edward's power, — Chains and slaverie! Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa?
Page 193 - Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest-? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred hour can I forget, Can I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love...
Page 40 - THAT AND A' THAT" Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Page 93 - 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 7 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne.
Page 34 - DUNCAN GRAY cam here to woo, Ha, ha, the wooing o't, On blythe Yule night when we were fou, Ha, ha, the wooing o't. Maggie coost her head fu' high, Look'd asklent and unco skeigh, Gart poor Duncan stand abeigh; Ha, ha, the wooing o't. Duncan fleech'd, and Duncan pray'd; Ha, ha, the wooing o't; Meg was deaf as Ailsa Craig, Ha, ha, the wooing o't; Duncan sigh'd baith out and in, Grat his een baith bleer't and blin', Spak o' lowpin' o'er a linn ; Ha, ha, the wooing o't.
Page 94 - 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 41 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak' a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that ; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a
Page 119 - I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw. Thy bield l should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.