The Songs of Robert Burns, Bind 43Bell and Daldy, 1863 - 319 sider |
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Side 9
... She talks of rank and fashion . O why , & c . O wha can prudence think upon , And sic a lassie by him ? O wha can prudence think upon , And sae in love as I am ? O why , & c . How blest the humble cotter's fate ! He woos his OF BURNS . a.
... She talks of rank and fashion . O why , & c . O wha can prudence think upon , And sic a lassie by him ? O wha can prudence think upon , And sae in love as I am ? O why , & c . How blest the humble cotter's fate ! He woos his OF BURNS . a.
Side 10
Robert Burns. How blest the humble cotter's fate ! He woos his simple dearie ; The silly bogles , wealth and state , Can never make them eerie . O why should fate sic pleasure have , Life's dearest bands untwining ? Or why sae sweet a ...
Robert Burns. How blest the humble cotter's fate ! He woos his simple dearie ; The silly bogles , wealth and state , Can never make them eerie . O why should fate sic pleasure have , Life's dearest bands untwining ? Or why sae sweet a ...
Side 49
... blest , The brightest o ' beauty may cloy , when possest ; But the sweet yellow darlings wi ' Geordie imprest , The langer ye hae them — the mair they're carest . Then hey , & c . E 50 ALTHOUGH THOU MAUN NEVER BE MINE . TUNE " OF BURNS .
... blest , The brightest o ' beauty may cloy , when possest ; But the sweet yellow darlings wi ' Geordie imprest , The langer ye hae them — the mair they're carest . Then hey , & c . E 50 ALTHOUGH THOU MAUN NEVER BE MINE . TUNE " OF BURNS .
Side 52
... blest wi ' love and thee , In the Birks of Aberfeldy . Bonnie lassie , & c . THE YOUNG HIGHLAND ROVER . TUNE- " MORAG . " OUD blaw the frosty breezes , The snaws the mountains cover ; Like winter on me seizes , Since my young Highland ...
... blest wi ' love and thee , In the Birks of Aberfeldy . Bonnie lassie , & c . THE YOUNG HIGHLAND ROVER . TUNE- " MORAG . " OUD blaw the frosty breezes , The snaws the mountains cover ; Like winter on me seizes , Since my young Highland ...
Side 57
... blest my wondering eyes . As one who , by some savage stream , A lonely gem surveys , Astonish'd , doubly marks its beam With art's most polish'd blaze . Blest be the wild , sequester'd shade , And blest the day and hour , Where Peggy's ...
... blest my wondering eyes . As one who , by some savage stream , A lonely gem surveys , Astonish'd , doubly marks its beam With art's most polish'd blaze . Blest be the wild , sequester'd shade , And blest the day and hour , Where Peggy's ...
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aboon ain dear Amang auld auld lang syne banks barley birds Birks of Aberfeldy blaw blest blink blithe bloom bonnie lass bonnie Mary bosom bower braes breast Buy braw troggin canna cauld charms Chloris CHORUS claut dearie Deil dimin e'en e'er Eppie fair Farewell flower fortune's frae Gala Water glen green grows bonnie wi gude hame heart Here's a health Highland laddie hills ilka Jamie John Barleycorn Kenmure's kiss lassie lawin lo'es luve Mally's maun monie morning nae mair nane ne'er never night o'er owre Phillis pleasure roar rue grows bonnie siller simmer sing snaw soger sweet syne tear thee thine thou hast thyme Tibbie wander wanton weary weel Whigs wife wild Willie win my love wind winna wither'd ye'll Ye're young young Jessie
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Side 61 - And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight 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 79 - DELIGHT." [JE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair ! How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu...
Side 91 - O, WERT thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.
Side 140 - CHORUS. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine ; But we've wander'd mony a weary foot Sin auld lang syne.
Side 171 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', 'Ye are na Mary Morison.
Side 97 - Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may drink before I go A service to my bonnie lassie The boat rocks at the pier o...
Side 97 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. Y 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 230 - IT was a' for our rightfu' King We left fair Scotland's strand; It was a' for our rightfu' King We e'er saw Irish land, My dear — We e'er saw Irish land. Now a' is done that men can do, And a...
Side 66 - But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi
Side 66 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.