Poems and Songs of Robert Burns |
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Some unco blate , an ' some wi ' gabs Gar lasses ' hearts gang startin Whyles fast at night . 4 Then , first an ' foremost , thro ' the kail , Their stocks maun a ' be sought ance ; They steek their een , an ' grape an ' wale For muckle ...
Some unco blate , an ' some wi ' gabs Gar lasses ' hearts gang startin Whyles fast at night . 4 Then , first an ' foremost , thro ' the kail , Their stocks maun a ' be sought ance ; They steek their een , an ' grape an ' wale For muckle ...
Pagina 100
24 A wanton widow Leezie was , As cantie as a kittlin ; But och ! that night , amang the shaws , She gat a fearfu ' settlin ! She thro ' the whins , an ' by the cairn , An ' owre the hill gaed scrievin ; Whare three lairds ' lands met ...
24 A wanton widow Leezie was , As cantie as a kittlin ; But och ! that night , amang the shaws , She gat a fearfu ' settlin ! She thro ' the whins , an ' by the cairn , An ' owre the hill gaed scrievin ; Whare three lairds ' lands met ...
Pagina 438
Hail , thou gloomy night of sorrowCheerless night that knows no morrow ! 2 ' O'er the Past too fondly wandering , On the hopeless Future pondering , Chilly Grief my life - blood freezes , Fell Despair my fancy seizes .
Hail , thou gloomy night of sorrowCheerless night that knows no morrow ! 2 ' O'er the Past too fondly wandering , On the hopeless Future pondering , Chilly Grief my life - blood freezes , Fell Despair my fancy seizes .
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amang arms auld banks bear better bonie Burns charms CHORUS dear Death Devil e'en e'er eyes face fair faith fate fear fellow flowers frae give grace green guid hame hand head hear heart Highland hill honest hope hour I'll John kind King laddie lass lassie leave light live look Lord mair maun meet mind monie morning Muse ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poor pride rest roar round sing soul spring sweet tear tell thee There's thou thought thro Till Title true TUNE turn weary weel wife wild Willie wind woods worth ye'll young
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