The Songs of Scotland, Ancient and Modern: With an Introduction and Notes, Historical and Critical, and Characters of the Lyric Poets, Volumen4J. Taylor, 1825 |
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... breast inflame ; And aye I muse and sing thy name ; I only live to love thee . Tho ' I were doom'd to wander on Beyond the sea , beyond the sun , Till my last weary sand was run , Till then - and then I'll love thee . Burns wrote this ...
... breast inflame ; And aye I muse and sing thy name ; I only live to love thee . Tho ' I were doom'd to wander on Beyond the sea , beyond the sun , Till my last weary sand was run , Till then - and then I'll love thee . Burns wrote this ...
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... breast he held me fast ; - Sae cozie , warm , we lay thegither ; Nae simmer heat was half sae sweet As my luve's plaid amang the heather ! ' Mid wind and rain he tauld his tale ; My lightsome heart grew like a feather : It lap sae quick ...
... breast he held me fast ; - Sae cozie , warm , we lay thegither ; Nae simmer heat was half sae sweet As my luve's plaid amang the heather ! ' Mid wind and rain he tauld his tale ; My lightsome heart grew like a feather : It lap sae quick ...
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... breast to cling , And round that neck entwine her ! Her lips are roses wet wi ' dew ! O , what a feast , her bonnie mou ! Her cheeks a mair celestial hue , A crimson still diviner ! These are eight beautiful lines . They are too few to ...
... breast to cling , And round that neck entwine her ! Her lips are roses wet wi ' dew ! O , what a feast , her bonnie mou ! Her cheeks a mair celestial hue , A crimson still diviner ! These are eight beautiful lines . They are too few to ...
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... breast ; Who trembling heard my parting sigh , And long pursued me with her eye ; Does she , with heart unchanged as mine , Oft in the vocal bowers recline ? Or where yon grot o'erhangs the tide Muse while the Evan seeks the Clyde ? Ye ...
... breast ; Who trembling heard my parting sigh , And long pursued me with her eye ; Does she , with heart unchanged as mine , Oft in the vocal bowers recline ? Or where yon grot o'erhangs the tide Muse while the Evan seeks the Clyde ? Ye ...
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... breast ; Who trembling heard my parting sigh , And long pursued me with her eye . These are sweet and delicate lines , and worthy of the great poet to whom the song was erroneously imputed . THE CRADLE SONG . Baloo , baloo , my wee 60 ...
... breast ; Who trembling heard my parting sigh , And long pursued me with her eye . These are sweet and delicate lines , and worthy of the great poet to whom the song was erroneously imputed . THE CRADLE SONG . Baloo , baloo , my wee 60 ...
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The Songs of Scotland, Ancient and Modern: With an Introd. and ..., Volumen4 Allan Cunningham Vista de fragmentos - 1825 |
Términos y frases comunes
aboon ALLAN CUNNINGHAM Allan-a-dale amang auld auld lang syne Ballochmyle Baloo banks bawbee beauty birds birks birks of Aberfeldy blaw blink blithe bloom bonnie lass bosom bower braes braw breast busk cauld charms dear dearie dearie-o e'en fair Farewell flowers frae gallant gang gentle glen green gude hame heart heaven Hector Macneill heroine highlands hill ilka JAMES HOGG Jeanie JOANNA BAILLIE Johnie lady lassie lawin lo'e lover lyric maid maiden mammy Mary maun mony moon morn Muse nae mair naebody Nanie-o ne'er never night o'er old song plaidie poet sang sigh simmer sing SIR WALTER SCOTT smile snaw sorrow stars stream sweet syne tears thee thine THOMAS CAMPBELL thou art verse wave weary wee thing weel whistle wild wind wooing o't yestreen yon town young
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Página 354 - Again ! again ! again ! And the havoc did not slack, Till a feeble cheer the Dane To our cheering sent us back Their shots along the deep slowly boom : Then ceased — and all is wail, As they strike the shattered sail, Or in conflagration pale Light the gloom.
Página 315 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing, and chasing, on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar ? XIII.
Página 353 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
Página 29 - 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. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy; Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever.
Página 322 - The water-wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men — Their trampling sounded nearer. "Oh! haste thee, haste!" the lady cries, "Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.
Página 313 - River where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Nethe'rby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For. a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Página 12 - O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad gladly die ? Or canst thou break that heart of his, Whase. only faut is loving thee ? If love for love thou wilt na gie, At least be pity to me shown ! A thought ungentle canna be The thought o
Página 351 - YE Mariners of England ! That guard our native seas ; Whose flag has braved a thousand years, The battle and the breeze ! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow...
Página 2 - 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!
Página 9 - 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