Poems and Songs of Robert BurnsCollins, 1955 - 736 pagine |
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Pagina 320
... hour accurst how did the fiends rejoice , And Hell thro ' all her confines raise th ' exulting voice ! That hour which saw the generous English name Link't with such damnèd deeds of everlasting shame ! Thee , Caledonia , thy wild heaths ...
... hour accurst how did the fiends rejoice , And Hell thro ' all her confines raise th ' exulting voice ! That hour which saw the generous English name Link't with such damnèd deeds of everlasting shame ! Thee , Caledonia , thy wild heaths ...
Pagina 455
... HOUR TUNE : Sweet Willy I Nae birdies sang the mirky hour Amang the braes o ' Yarrow , But slumber'd on the dewy boughs , To wait the wauk'ning morrow . 2 ' Where shall I gang , my ain true love , Where shall I gang to hide me ; For ...
... HOUR TUNE : Sweet Willy I Nae birdies sang the mirky hour Amang the braes o ' Yarrow , But slumber'd on the dewy boughs , To wait the wauk'ning morrow . 2 ' Where shall I gang , my ain true love , Where shall I gang to hide me ; For ...
Pagina 638
... HOUR TUNE : Oran gaoil I Behold the hour , the boat arrive ! Thou goest , the darling of my heart ! Sever'd from thee , can I survive ? But Fate has will'd and we must part . I'll often greet the surging swell , Yon distant isle will ...
... HOUR TUNE : Oran gaoil I Behold the hour , the boat arrive ! Thou goest , the darling of my heart ! Sever'd from thee , can I survive ? But Fate has will'd and we must part . I'll often greet the surging swell , Yon distant isle will ...
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