The Scottish Songs, Volumen1Robert Chambers Ballantyne, 1829 - 370 páginas |
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... Jacobite ditties , which , in the earlier part of the last century , constituted so large a portion of our body of national song . But Jacobite song is in reality an excrescence from the body of Scottish song , not a part of its body ...
... Jacobite ditties , which , in the earlier part of the last century , constituted so large a portion of our body of national song . But Jacobite song is in reality an excrescence from the body of Scottish song , not a part of its body ...
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... ( Jacobite Song ) To Mary in heaven , Todlin hame , • · Tranent muir , Tullochgorum , Turnimspike , ' Twas nae her bonnie blue ee , ' Twas summer tide , ' Twas within a mile of Edinburgh town , Tweedside , Twine ye weel the plaiden , Up ...
... ( Jacobite Song ) To Mary in heaven , Todlin hame , • · Tranent muir , Tullochgorum , Turnimspike , ' Twas nae her bonnie blue ee , ' Twas summer tide , ' Twas within a mile of Edinburgh town , Tweedside , Twine ye weel the plaiden , Up ...
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... , from the allusions , to have been the ditty of some one of the Jacobite ladies of the Canongate of Edinburgh , regarding either Prince Charles Stuart himself , or one of his adherents . My love he wears a bonnet , A bonnet , 10.
... , from the allusions , to have been the ditty of some one of the Jacobite ladies of the Canongate of Edinburgh , regarding either Prince Charles Stuart himself , or one of his adherents . My love he wears a bonnet , A bonnet , 10.
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... [ JACOBITE SONG . ] TUNE - Awa , Whigs , awa ! OUR thistles flourish'd fresh and fair , And bonny bloom'd our roses , But Whigs came , like a frost in June , And wither'd a ' our posies . Awa , Whigs , awa ! Awa , Whigs , awa ! after ...
... [ JACOBITE SONG . ] TUNE - Awa , Whigs , awa ! OUR thistles flourish'd fresh and fair , And bonny bloom'd our roses , But Whigs came , like a frost in June , And wither'd a ' our posies . Awa , Whigs , awa ! Awa , Whigs , awa ! after ...
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... Jacobite Relics , " that at the battle of Bothwell - bridge , the piper to Clavers's own troop of horse stood on the brink of the Clyde , playing the air of this song with AT SETTING DAY . ALLAN RAMSAY . TUNE - The 22.
... Jacobite Relics , " that at the battle of Bothwell - bridge , the piper to Clavers's own troop of horse stood on the brink of the Clyde , playing the air of this song with AT SETTING DAY . ALLAN RAMSAY . TUNE - The 22.
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Allan Allan water amang auld baith ballad baloo banks beautiful Birks of Aberfeldy blythe boatie rows bonnie lassie braes braw BURNS canna cauld Complaynt of Scotland dance dear dearie Donald Macgillavry doun Dumbarton's Drums e'en e'er Edinburgh fair Farewell flowers frae gane gang Gilderoy glen green gude gudeman gudewife hame heart Herd's Collection Highland Highland laddie hills ilka Jacobite Jenny John Tod Johnnie king kiss laddie lady laird lass lo'e Lochaber lover maun merry mony nae mair nane ne'er never o'er ower padda Pinkie House puir Ramsay Rob Morris sang Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum Scottish song sing sung sweet Tea-Table Miscellany thee There's thou toun tune TUNE-The wadna weel Whigs wife Willie ye're yestreen young
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Página 19 - 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. Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met - or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Página 290 - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! " Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! " Ayr gurgling kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green, The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptured scene.
Página 234 - 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?
Página 289 - Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? Vol.
Página 290 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ! Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.
Página 234 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide,- And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Página 246 - Soft shall be his pillow. There, through the summer day, Cool streams are laving : There, while the tempests sway, Scarce are boughs waving...
Página liv - At the end of the seventeenth and the beginning of the eighteenth century...
Página 131 - I've heard them lilting, at our ewe-milking Lasses a' lilting before dawn of day : But now they are moaning, on ilka green loaning, The Flowers of the forest are a
Página 121 - I do confess thou'rt smooth and fair, And I might have gone near to love thee ; Had I not found the slightest prayer That lips could speak had power to move thee : But I can let thee now alone, As worthy to be loved by none.