 MY mother bids me bind my hair With bands of rosy hue; Tie up my sleeves with ribbons rare, And lace my bodice blue! "For why," she cries, "sit still and weep, While others dance and play?" Alas! I scarce can go, or creep, While Lubin is away! 'Tis sad...  Pathfinders in Medicine - Side 183af Victor Robinson - 1912 - 313 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Anne Home Hunter - 1802 - 146 sider
...bind my hair With bands of rosy hue, Tie up my sleeves with ribbons rare, And lace my bodice blue. For why, she cries, sit still and weep, While others...Alas ! I scarce can go or creep, While Lubin is away. 110 'Tis sad to think the days are gone. When those we love were near; I sit upon this mossy stone,... | |
 | Select collection - 1806 - 322 sider
...my hair With bands of rosy Tsue, Tie up my sleeves with ribbands rare, And lace my boddice blue : " For why," she cries, " sit still and weep, " While...The village seems asleep or dead, Now Lubin is away. THE MERMAIDS' SONG. ANOls'. • CLEMENT1, LONDON. Sung at the Public Concerts, NOW the dancing sun-beams... | |
 | 1834 - 480 sider
...bind my hair With bands of rosy hue. Tie up my sleeves with ribbons rare, And lace my boddice blue ; For why, she cries, sit still and weep While others...sad to think the days are gone When those we love are near ! I sit upon this mossy stone, And sigh when none can hear ; And while I spin my flaxen thread,... | |
 | 1834 - 358 sider
...hue ; Tie up my sleeves with ribbons rare, My mother bids me bind my hair And lace my boddice blue. " For why," she cries, " sit still and weep, While others dance and play ?" Alas! I scarce can go or creep When Lubin is away. 'Tis sad to think the days are gone And sigh when none can hear. And while I spin... | |
 | British minstrel - 1848 - 480 sider
...hind my hair With hands of rosy hue. Tie up my sleeves with rihhons rare, And lace my hoddice hlue : For why, she cries, sit still and weep, While others dance and play 1 Alas II scarce can go or creep When Luhin is away. Tis sad to think the days are gone When those... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1852 - 356 sider
...bind my hair With bands of rosy hue, Tie up my sleeves with ribands rare, And lace my bodice blue. For why, she cries, sit still and weep, While others...village seems asleep, or dead, Now Lubin is away. '• . : iROY'S WIFE. MBS. GBANT of Carron, born 1745, died 1814. ROY'S wife of Aldivalloch, Roy's... | |
 | 1853 - 456 sider
...blue ; Tie np my ЗЙЕрЕВа eeves with rib - bons rare, And hue, and lace my bod - dice blue. j ' For why/ she cries, 'sit still and weep, While others...and play?' A-las! I scarce can go or creep, While Lu- Ъш is a - way IA - las II scarce can go or creep, While ч д J 1 1 1 ja Lu - bin if a - way... | |
 | 1854 - 356 sider
...bind my hair With bands of rosy hue, Tie up my sleeves with ribands rare, And lace my bodice blue. For why, she cries, sit still and weep, While others...village seems asleep, or dead, Now Lubin is away. ROY'S WIFE. MBS. GKANT of Carron, born 1745, died 1814. BOY'S wife of Aldivalloch, Roy's wife of Aldivalloch,... | |
 | Charles Rogers - 1855 - 396 sider
...bind my hair With bands of rosy hue, Tie up my sleeves with ribbons rare, And lace my boddice blue. " For why," she cries, " sit still and weep, While others...The village seems asleep or dead, Now Lubin is away. THE FLOWEES OF THE FOREST* ADIEU ! ye streams that smoothly glide, Through mazy windings o'er the plain... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1857 - 366 sider
...hind my hair With hands of rosy hue, Tie up my sleeves with ribands rare, And lace my bodice blue. For why, she cries, sit still and weep, While others...village seems asleep, or dead, Now Lubin is away. ROY'S WIFE. MRS. GRANT of Carron, born 1745, died 1814. RoVs wife of Aldivalloch, Roy's wife of Aldivalloch,... | |
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