The Songs of Robert Burns, Bind 43Bell and Daldy, 1863 - 319 sider |
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Side 4
... thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie O. In mirkest glen , at midnight hour , I'd rove , and ne'er be eerie O , If through that glen I gaed to thee , My ain kind dearie O. Although the night were ne'er sae wild , And I were ne'er ...
... thee on the lea - rig , My ain kind dearie O. In mirkest glen , at midnight hour , I'd rove , and ne'er be eerie O , If through that glen I gaed to thee , My ain kind dearie O. Although the night were ne'er sae wild , And I were ne'er ...
Side 11
... thee ; At least some pity on me shaw , If love it mayna be . Lord Gregory , mind'st thou not the grove , By bonnie Irwine side , Where first I own'd that virgin - love , I lang , lang had denied ? How aften didst thou pledge and vow ...
... thee ; At least some pity on me shaw , If love it mayna be . Lord Gregory , mind'st thou not the grove , By bonnie Irwine side , Where first I own'd that virgin - love , I lang , lang had denied ? How aften didst thou pledge and vow ...
Side 12
... thee , Oh ! " The wan moon is setting behind the white wave , And time is setting with me , Oh ! False friends , false love , farewell ! for mair I'll ne'er trouble them , nor thee , Oh ! " She has open'd the door , she has open'd it ...
... thee , Oh ! " The wan moon is setting behind the white wave , And time is setting with me , Oh ! False friends , false love , farewell ! for mair I'll ne'er trouble them , nor thee , Oh ! " She has open'd the door , she has open'd it ...
Side 18
... thee dear ; O canst thou think to fancy me ? Or wilt thou leave thy mammie's cot , And learn to tent the farms wi ' me ? " At barn or byre thou shaltna drudge , Or naething else to trouble thee ; But stray amang the heather - bells ...
... thee dear ; O canst thou think to fancy me ? Or wilt thou leave thy mammie's cot , And learn to tent the farms wi ' me ? " At barn or byre thou shaltna drudge , Or naething else to trouble thee ; But stray amang the heather - bells ...
Side 19
... thee , Phillis the fair . B BY ALLAN STREAM . TUNE " ALLAN WATER . " Y Allan stream I chanc'd to rove , While Phoebus sank beyond Benleddi ; * The winds were whispering through the grove , The yellow corn was waving ready : I listen'd ...
... thee , Phillis the fair . B BY ALLAN STREAM . TUNE " ALLAN WATER . " Y Allan stream I chanc'd to rove , While Phoebus sank beyond Benleddi ; * The winds were whispering through the grove , The yellow corn was waving ready : I listen'd ...
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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.