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... lives a lad , the lad for me , He is a gallant weaver . OI had wooers aucht or nine , rolling They gied me rings and ribbons fine ; And I was feared my heart would tine , be lost And I gied it to the weaver . My daddie signed my tocher ...
... lives a lad , the lad for me , He is a gallant weaver . OI had wooers aucht or nine , rolling They gied me rings and ribbons fine ; And I was feared my heart would tine , be lost And I gied it to the weaver . My daddie signed my tocher ...
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... live my Highland Mary . THE RIGHTS OF WOMAN , AN OCCASIONAL ADDRESS SPOKEN BY MISS FONTENELLE ON HER BENEFIT - NIGHT [ NOV . 26 , 1792 ] . In those days , the little theatre of Dumfries was pretty regularly open each winter , under the ...
... live my Highland Mary . THE RIGHTS OF WOMAN , AN OCCASIONAL ADDRESS SPOKEN BY MISS FONTENELLE ON HER BENEFIT - NIGHT [ NOV . 26 , 1792 ] . In those days , the little theatre of Dumfries was pretty regularly open each winter , under the ...
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... live and move ; There taste that life of life immortal love . ― Smiles , glances , sighs , tears , fits , flirtations , airs , ' Gainst such an host what flinty savage dares When awful Beauty joins with all her charms , Who is so rash ...
... live and move ; There taste that life of life immortal love . ― Smiles , glances , sighs , tears , fits , flirtations , airs , ' Gainst such an host what flinty savage dares When awful Beauty joins with all her charms , Who is so rash ...
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... live without it ! " To whom hae much , shall yet be given , Is every great man's faith ; But he the helpless , needless wretch , Shall lose the mite he hath . VOL . III . TO MISS FONTENELLE , ON SEEING HER IN A FAVOURITE.
... live without it ! " To whom hae much , shall yet be given , Is every great man's faith ; But he the helpless , needless wretch , Shall lose the mite he hath . VOL . III . TO MISS FONTENELLE , ON SEEING HER IN A FAVOURITE.
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... lives at the lug o ' the law ! Here's freedom to him that wad read ! Here's freedom to him that wad write ! ear There's nane ever feared that the truth should be heard , But they wham the truth wad indite . Here's a health to them ...
... lives at the lug o ' the law ! Here's freedom to him that wad read ! Here's freedom to him that wad write ! ear There's nane ever feared that the truth should be heard , But they wham the truth wad indite . Here's a health to them ...
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aboon ain dear Allan Water amang auld ballad Balmaghie blast blaw blest blithe bonny lass bosom braw breast Burns Burns's Bushby cauld charms Chloris CHORUS claut Craigieburn Dainty Davie dearest dearie Dumfries Dumourier Duncan e'en e'er fair fate flower frae Gala Water Galloway glen grove grows bonny wi hame heart Heaven Here's a health Heron Highland Highland laddie ilka Jeanie Jessy laddie lady lassie lo'es Lord Gregory lover luve Mally's Maria maun morn nae mair Nancy ne'er never Nith o'er Phillis poet Polly Stewart Rob Morris sang Scots Scots Musical Museum sigh simmer sodger song stanza sweet thee thine Thomson thou hast thyme troggin TUNE Twas verses VERSICLES wander weary weel wild Willie wilt thou winds winna woman Woodley Park yon town young young Jessie
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Side 153 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Side 153 - Our toils obscure, and a' that, The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that. What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hodden-gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a
Side 29 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi...
Side 303 - 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 304 - The sodger frae the wars returns, The sailor frae the main; But I hae parted frae my love, Never to meet again, My dear — Never to meet again. When day is gane, and night is come, And a...
Side 153 - Their tinsel show, and a' that ; The honest man, though e'er sae poor, Is king o' men, for a' that. Ye see yon birkie, ca'da lord, Wha struts, and stares, and a' that ; Tho' hundreds worship at his word. He's but a coof. for a' that. For a' that, and a' that, His riband, star, and a' that, The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a
Side 207 - 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'. Or were I in the wildest waste, Sae black and bare, sae black and bare, The desert were a paradise, If thou wert there, if thou wert there. Or were I monarch o' the globe, Wi
Side 206 - Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear, Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear ; Thou art sweet as the smile when fond lovers meet, And soft as their parting tear — Jessy ! Altho' thou maun never be mine, Altho...