The pocket encyclopedia of Scottish, English, and Irish songs, selected from the works of the most eminent poets; with original pieces, and notes, Volume 11816 |
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... sang o ' joy , fu ' cheerie , O , Rejoicing in the simmer morn , Nae care to mak it eerie , O ; Ah ! little kens the sangster sweet , Aught o ' the care I hae to meet , That gars my restless bosom beat , My only jo and dearie , O. When ...
... sang o ' joy , fu ' cheerie , O , Rejoicing in the simmer morn , Nae care to mak it eerie , O ; Ah ! little kens the sangster sweet , Aught o ' the care I hae to meet , That gars my restless bosom beat , My only jo and dearie , O. When ...
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... SANG . TUNE- " Dumbarton Drums . " O WHY should age so much wound us , O ? There is nothing in't at all to confound us , O ; For how happy now am I , With my auld wife sitting by , And our bairns and our oyes all around us , O. * Many ...
... SANG . TUNE- " Dumbarton Drums . " O WHY should age so much wound us , O ? There is nothing in't at all to confound us , O ; For how happy now am I , With my auld wife sitting by , And our bairns and our oyes all around us , O. * Many ...
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... sang , While echo wakes , to aid the mane I mak for him I lo'ed sae lang . MARY'S DREAM . THE moon had climb'd the highest hill That rises o'er the source of Dee , And from the eastern summit shed Her silver light on tow'r and tree ...
... sang , While echo wakes , to aid the mane I mak for him I lo'ed sae lang . MARY'S DREAM . THE moon had climb'd the highest hill That rises o'er the source of Dee , And from the eastern summit shed Her silver light on tow'r and tree ...
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... sang , The yellow - hair'd laddie shall be my gudeman . And ay as she milked , & c . The weather is cauld , and my claithing is thin , The ewes are new clipped , they winna bught in ; They winna bught in , although I should die ; O ...
... sang , The yellow - hair'd laddie shall be my gudeman . And ay as she milked , & c . The weather is cauld , and my claithing is thin , The ewes are new clipped , they winna bught in ; They winna bught in , although I should die ; O ...
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... sang , All nature list❜ning seem'd the while , Except where greenwood echoes rang , Amang the braes o ' Ballochmyle . With careless step I onward stray'd , My heart rejoic'd in Nature's joy , When musing in a lonely glade , A maiden ...
... sang , All nature list❜ning seem'd the while , Except where greenwood echoes rang , Amang the braes o ' Ballochmyle . With careless step I onward stray'd , My heart rejoic'd in Nature's joy , When musing in a lonely glade , A maiden ...
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aboon alang amang auld langsyne auld Robin Gray baith banks bannocks Bard barley bree beautiful birken Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw bloom blythe bonnie lassie bosom braw breast BURNS busk Caledonia canna cantie cauld charms coggie dear dearie e'en e'er fair Farewell flowers frae friends gang glen green gude hame happy heart Highland laddie hills ilka Jamie Jean Jockie John Anderson Johnnie kiss laird lass lo'ed Logan braes loo'd lover Maggie maid Mary maun mind monie morning muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er onie owre plaid pleasure ROBERT TANNAHILL Roslin Castle sang scenes Scottish simmer sing smile snaw song tear thee There's thou thro TUNE verses wander weel Whan whare wild wind winna wooing young young Jessie
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Page 95 - 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...
Page 33 - MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent ; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Page 34 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Page 18 - 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', Let him follow me!
Page 311 - Thou'rt welcome to it dearly ! For gold the merchant ploughs the main, The farmer ploughs the manor ; But glory is the sodger's prize ; The sodger's wealth is...
Page 162 - 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 25 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
Page 135 - Glen? Yestreen at the Valentines' dealing, My heart to my mou gied a sten : For thrice I drew ane without failing, And thrice it was written, Tam Glen. The last Halloween I was waukin My droukit sark-sleeve, as ye ken ; His likeness cam up the house staukin — And the very grey breeks o...
Page 25 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
Page 198 - Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a