The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... Highlands .. 22 Inscription to the Memory of Fergusson Answer to Verses addressed to the Poet by the Guid- wife of Wauchope - house . Elegy on the year 1788. A Sketch Verses written at a time when the Poet was about to leave Scotland ...
... Highlands .. 22 Inscription to the Memory of Fergusson Answer to Verses addressed to the Poet by the Guid- wife of Wauchope - house . Elegy on the year 1788. A Sketch Verses written at a time when the Poet was about to leave Scotland ...
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... Highland Rover ...... Raving Winds around her blowing 85 86 87 88 88 89 91 92 92 93 94 94 95 96 Musing on the roaring Ocean 96 ........ A Rose - bud by my early Walk ..... Blithe was she Where , braving angry Winter's Storms 97 98 99 ...
... Highland Rover ...... Raving Winds around her blowing 85 86 87 88 88 89 91 92 92 93 94 94 95 96 Musing on the roaring Ocean 96 ........ A Rose - bud by my early Walk ..... Blithe was she Where , braving angry Winter's Storms 97 98 99 ...
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... Highlands 133 The rantin Dog the Daddie o't 134 I do confess thou art sae fair ... Yon wild mossy Mountains 135 135 Wha is that at my Bower Door ... 136 Tho ' cruel Fate 137 Fare thee weel ..... 138 The bonnie Blink o ' Mary's Ee .. 138 ...
... Highlands 133 The rantin Dog the Daddie o't 134 I do confess thou art sae fair ... Yon wild mossy Mountains 135 135 Wha is that at my Bower Door ... 136 Tho ' cruel Fate 137 Fare thee weel ..... 138 The bonnie Blink o ' Mary's Ee .. 138 ...
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... Highland Mary .. 170 Auld Lang Syne ...... 171 Bannockburn . 172 For a ' that and a ' that 173 Dainty Davie ....... How cruel are the Parents To Mr. Cunningham Why , why tell thy Lover Clarinda ... 174 175 176 177 178 The gallant Weaver ...
... Highland Mary .. 170 Auld Lang Syne ...... 171 Bannockburn . 172 For a ' that and a ' that 173 Dainty Davie ....... How cruel are the Parents To Mr. Cunningham Why , why tell thy Lover Clarinda ... 174 175 176 177 178 The gallant Weaver ...
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... HIGHLANDS , WHERE HE HAD BEEN HOSPITABLY ENTER- TAINED . WHEN death's dark stream I ferry o'er , A time that surely shall come ; In Heaven itself I'll ask no more , Than just a Highland welcome . INSCRIPTION TO THE MEMORY OF FERGUSSON ...
... HIGHLANDS , WHERE HE HAD BEEN HOSPITABLY ENTER- TAINED . WHEN death's dark stream I ferry o'er , A time that surely shall come ; In Heaven itself I'll ask no more , Than just a Highland welcome . INSCRIPTION TO THE MEMORY OF FERGUSSON ...
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Página 129 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Página 177 - Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
Página 205 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', 'Ye are na Mary Morison.
Página 142 - Had we never lov'd sae kindly Had we never lov'd sae blindly Never met - or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted!
Página 125 - Flow gently, sweet Afton ! among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays ! My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream — Flow gently, sweet Afton ! disturb not her dream ! THE SMILING SPRING.
Página 111 - John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither; And monie 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.
Página 178 - Wear hoddin-grey 2 , and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a' that. For a
Página 129 - That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a
Página 175 - The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu...
Página 142 - AE fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever ! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me.