Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Bind 2T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 |
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... gang in gay attire , Weel buskit up sae gawdy ; And ane to wait on every hand Gin ye'll leave your Collier laddie . Tho ' ye had a ' the sun shines on , And the earth conceals sae lowly ; I wad turn my back on you and it a ' , And ...
... gang in gay attire , Weel buskit up sae gawdy ; And ane to wait on every hand Gin ye'll leave your Collier laddie . Tho ' ye had a ' the sun shines on , And the earth conceals sae lowly ; I wad turn my back on you and it a ' , And ...
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... gangs down . The words are by Lady Ann Lindsay . greets When the sheep are in the fauld , and the ky at hame , And a ' the warld to sleep are gane ; my The waes of heart fa ' in show'rs frae my ee , When my gudeman lyes sound by me ...
... gangs down . The words are by Lady Ann Lindsay . greets When the sheep are in the fauld , and the ky at hame , And a ' the warld to sleep are gane ; my The waes of heart fa ' in show'rs frae my ee , When my gudeman lyes sound by me ...
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... thee . " O sair did we greet , and mickle did we say , We took but ae kiss , and we tore ourselves away , I wish I were dead ! but I'm no like to die , And why do I live to say , waes me ! I gang like a ghaist , and I carena to 27.
... thee . " O sair did we greet , and mickle did we say , We took but ae kiss , and we tore ourselves away , I wish I were dead ! but I'm no like to die , And why do I live to say , waes me ! I gang like a ghaist , and I carena to 27.
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Robert Hartley Cromek. I gang like a ghaist , and I carena to spin , I darena think on Jamie , for that wad be a sin ; But I'll do my best a gudewife to be , For auld Robin Gray is kind unto me . * Mr. Pinkerton , after observing that ...
Robert Hartley Cromek. I gang like a ghaist , and I carena to spin , I darena think on Jamie , for that wad be a sin ; But I'll do my best a gudewife to be , For auld Robin Gray is kind unto me . * Mr. Pinkerton , after observing that ...
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... gang sae white - finger'd and braw ; For now wi ' a neebor ye're yokit , An ' wi ' him should cannily draw ; Or else ye deserve to be knockit , So that's an answer for a ' . ” Woo'd and married , & c . Young luckie thus fand hersel ...
... gang sae white - finger'd and braw ; For now wi ' a neebor ye're yokit , An ' wi ' him should cannily draw ; Or else ye deserve to be knockit , So that's an answer for a ' . ” Woo'd and married , & c . Young luckie thus fand hersel ...
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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.
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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.