Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Bind 2T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 |
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... Yarrow banks , the birken shaw ; But Phemie was a bonnier lass , Than braes o ' Yarrow ever saw . Blythe , & c . Her looks were like a flow'r in May , Her 12 YOUNG DAMON. ...
... Yarrow banks , the birken shaw ; But Phemie was a bonnier lass , Than braes o ' Yarrow ever saw . Blythe , & c . Her looks were like a flow'r in May , Her 12 YOUNG DAMON. ...
Side 48
... are mine . * Probably alluding to the custom of the Incorporations of the Royal Boroughs , in Scotland , perambulating annually the boundaries of their property . - Ed . LEADER HAUGHS AND YARROW . THERE is in several collections 48.
... are mine . * Probably alluding to the custom of the Incorporations of the Royal Boroughs , in Scotland , perambulating annually the boundaries of their property . - Ed . LEADER HAUGHS AND YARROW . THERE is in several collections 48.
Side 49
Robert Hartley Cromek. LEADER HAUGHS AND YARROW . THERE is in several collections , the old song of Leader Haughs and Yarrow . It seems to have been the work of one of our itinerant minstrels , as he calls himself , at the conclusion of ...
Robert Hartley Cromek. LEADER HAUGHS AND YARROW . THERE is in several collections , the old song of Leader Haughs and Yarrow . It seems to have been the work of one of our itinerant minstrels , as he calls himself , at the conclusion of ...
Side 50
... Yarrow . An house there stands on Leaderside , Surmounting my descriving , With rooms sae rare , and windows fair , Like Dedalus ' contriving ; Men passing by , do aften cry , In sooth it hath nae marrow ; It stands as sweat on ...
... Yarrow . An house there stands on Leaderside , Surmounting my descriving , With rooms sae rare , and windows fair , Like Dedalus ' contriving ; Men passing by , do aften cry , In sooth it hath nae marrow ; It stands as sweat on ...
Side 51
... Yarrow . Park , Wanton - waws , and Wooden - cleugh , The East and Western Mainses , The wood of Lauder's fair enough , The corns are good in Blainshes ; Where aits are fine , and sold by kind , That if ye search all thorow Mearns ...
... Yarrow . Park , Wanton - waws , and Wooden - cleugh , The East and Western Mainses , The wood of Lauder's fair enough , The corns are good in Blainshes ; Where aits are fine , and sold by kind , That if ye search all thorow Mearns ...
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amang auld lang syne baith ballad Blythe bonie lass bosom braes Burns CALIFORNIA LIBRARY canna cauld Child Maurice COCKPEN crookit horn cry'd dear dearie dinna e'er Edinburgh Ewie fair Findlay frae Fy let gallant gang gangrel grows bonnie wi gude gypsie laddie hame heart Highland Hughie Graham Jamie Johny Jolly Beggars kebars lady laird lassie Leader-Haughs Lord maun meikle merry mony morning Nansy ne'er never night O'er the moor old song owre poem Rob Roy ROBERT BURNS rue grows bonnie sang Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum sing snaw sodger laddie stanza sweet sword thee thou thro thyme Tibbie tune UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA verse warn Watty weel whare wife Willie wither'd Woo'd and married Yarrow ye'll ye're young
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Side 127 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o...
Side 136 - It is the moon, I ken her horn, That's blinkin' in the lift sae hie ; She shines sae bright to wyle us hame, But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee ! We are na fou, &c.
Side 112 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Side 112 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer, A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!
Side 105 - Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Side 127 - And surely I'll be mine; And we'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne.
Side 43 - When I upon thy bosom lean, And fondly clasp thee, a' my ain, I glory in the sacred ties That made us ane wha ance were twain ; A mutual flame inspires us baith, The tender look, the melting kiss ; Even years shall ne'er destroy our love But only gie us change o
Side 167 - T 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.
Side 250 - CHORUS. A fig for those by law protected ! Liberty's a glorious feast ! Courts for cowards were erected, Churches built to please the priest.
Side 230 - The Jolly Beggars, for humorous description and nice discrimination of character, is inferior to no poem of the same length in the whole range of English poetry. The scene, indeed, is laid in the very lowest department of low life, the actors being a set of strolling vagrants met to carouse and barter their rags and plunder for liquor in a hedge ale-house.