Poems and Songs of Robert BurnsCollins, 1955 - 736 pagine |
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Pagina 536
... thee to wit that she has thee forgot , And for ever disowns thee , her ain Jock Rab . ' 4 O , had I ne'er seen thee , my Eppie Macnab ! O , had I ne'er seen thee , my Eppie Macnab ! As light as the air and as fause as thou's fair ...
... thee to wit that she has thee forgot , And for ever disowns thee , her ain Jock Rab . ' 4 O , had I ne'er seen thee , my Eppie Macnab ! O , had I ne'er seen thee , my Eppie Macnab ! As light as the air and as fause as thou's fair ...
Pagina 612
... thee ! Thou art divine , fair Lesley- The hearts o ' men adore thee . 4 The Deil he could na skaith thee , Or aught that wad belang thee : He'd look into thy bonie face , And say : I canna wrang thee ! ' 5 The Powers aboon will tent thee ...
... thee ! Thou art divine , fair Lesley- The hearts o ' men adore thee . 4 The Deil he could na skaith thee , Or aught that wad belang thee : He'd look into thy bonie face , And say : I canna wrang thee ! ' 5 The Powers aboon will tent thee ...
Pagina 650
... thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie , O. 2 At midnight hour in mirkest glen I'd rove , and ne'er be eerie , O , If thro ' that glen I gaed to thee , My ain kind dearie , O ! Altho ' the night were ne'er sae wild , And I were ne ...
... thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie , O. 2 At midnight hour in mirkest glen I'd rove , and ne'er be eerie , O , If thro ' that glen I gaed to thee , My ain kind dearie , O ! Altho ' the night were ne'er sae wild , And I were ne ...
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aboon amang auld baith Bard blast blaw blest blythe bonie lass bosom braes braw brunstane Burns canna cauld charms CHORUS Clarinda dear dearie Death Deil Devil DUMFRIES e'en e'er Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fate fear flowers frae glen gude Wallace guid hame heart Heaven Hell Highland Highland laddie honest ilka John Barleycorn Johnie Kilmarnock King laddie laird lassie lo'e Lord Mauchline maun meikle monie morning mourn Muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er onie owre Poet poor pride rhyme roar sing skelpin soger soul sweet Syne taen Tam Lin TARBOLTON tear tell thee There's thine thou thro TUNE unco warl weary weel Whare Whigs whyles wild Willie wind winna wretch ye'll ye're
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