Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Bind 2T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1810 |
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Side 158
... beauty on thee . Ye lasses o ' the South , ye're a ' for dressin ; Lasses o ' the North , mind milkin and threshin ; My minnie wad be angry , and sae wad my daddie , Should I marry ane as dink as a lady . I maun hae a wife that will ...
... beauty on thee . Ye lasses o ' the South , ye're a ' for dressin ; Lasses o ' the North , mind milkin and threshin ; My minnie wad be angry , and sae wad my daddie , Should I marry ane as dink as a lady . I maun hae a wife that will ...
Side 159
... beauty , And meikle thinks my luve o ' my kin ; But little thinks my luve , I ken brawlie , My Tocher's the jewel has charms for him . It's a ' for the apple he'll nourish the tree , It's a ' for the hinney he'll cherish the bee ; My ...
... beauty , And meikle thinks my luve o ' my kin ; But little thinks my luve , I ken brawlie , My Tocher's the jewel has charms for him . It's a ' for the apple he'll nourish the tree , It's a ' for the hinney he'll cherish the bee ; My ...
Side 167
... beauty both are gone , And leaves fall from her , one by one . Such fate , ere long , will thee betide , When thou hast handled been awhile ! Like sere flowers to be thrown aside , And I shall sigh , while some will smile , To see thy ...
... beauty both are gone , And leaves fall from her , one by one . Such fate , ere long , will thee betide , When thou hast handled been awhile ! Like sere flowers to be thrown aside , And I shall sigh , while some will smile , To see thy ...
Side 178
... blooms alas ! to mix wi ' dust . Sae bonny Liza hence may learn , Wi ' every youthfu ' maiden gay , That beauty , like the simmer's rose , In time shall wither and decay . YON WILD MOSSY MOUNTAINS . THIS tune is by Oswald 178.
... blooms alas ! to mix wi ' dust . Sae bonny Liza hence may learn , Wi ' every youthfu ' maiden gay , That beauty , like the simmer's rose , In time shall wither and decay . YON WILD MOSSY MOUNTAINS . THIS tune is by Oswald 178.
Side 180
... beauty what man but maun yield him a prize , In her armour of glances , and blushes , and sighs ; And when wit and refinement ha'e polish'd her darts , They dazzle our een , as they fly to our hearts . But kindness , sweet kindness , in ...
... beauty what man but maun yield him a prize , In her armour of glances , and blushes , and sighs ; And when wit and refinement ha'e polish'd her darts , They dazzle our een , as they fly to our hearts . But kindness , sweet kindness , in ...
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amang auld lang syne baith ballad Blythe bonie lass bosom braes Burns CALIFORNIA LIBRARY canna cauld Child Maurice COCKPEN crookit horn cry'd dear dearie dinna e'er Edinburgh Ewie fair Findlay frae Fy let gallant gang gangrel grows bonnie wi gude gypsie laddie hame heart Highland Hughie Graham Jamie Johny Jolly Beggars kebars lady laird lassie Leader-Haughs Lord maun meikle merry mony morning Nansy ne'er never night O'er the moor old song owre poem Rob Roy ROBERT BURNS rue grows bonnie sang Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum sing snaw sodger laddie stanza sweet sword thee thou thro thyme Tibbie tune UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA verse warn Watty weel whare wife Willie wither'd Woo'd and married Yarrow ye'll ye're young
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Side 127 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o...
Side 136 - It is the moon, I ken her horn, That's blinkin' in the lift sae hie ; She shines sae bright to wyle us hame, But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee ! We are na fou, &c.
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.
Side 112 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer, A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!
Side 105 - 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 127 - And surely I'll be mine; And we'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne.
Side 43 - When I upon thy bosom lean, And fondly clasp thee, a' my ain, I glory in the sacred ties That made us ane wha ance were twain ; A mutual flame inspires us baith, The tender look, the melting kiss ; Even years shall ne'er destroy our love But only gie us change o
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.