The Tea-table Miscellany: A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots and English. Reprinted from the 14th Ed, Volume 1J. Crum, 1871 - Ballads, English |
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Alake baith Balow beauty beſt blate bluſh blyth bofom bonny braes of Yarrow breaſt broom of Cowdenknows cauld ceaſe charms cou'd dear delight deſpair didle e'er eaſe ev'ry eyes faft faid fair fhall fighs filk filly fince fing firſt flow'ry fmiles fome foon forrow foul frae ftill fuch fwain fweet gang gi'e grace ha'e hame heart heaven highland laddie houſe ilka Jeany Jenny Jocky kiſs laddie laffie lafs laſs laſt leave thee Lochaber love thee lover maid maun muſt nae mair nane ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion Peggy pleaſe pleaſure praiſe reſt riſe Rob Morris roſes ſaid ſay ſee ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſmile SONG ſport ſpring ſtands ſtill ſwain ſweet Syne theſe thine thoſe thou thouſand todlen treaſure Tune-The wawking winna wiſh ye're young
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Page 233 - Flows Yarrow sweet? as sweet, as sweet flows Tweed, As green its grass, its gowan as yellow, As sweet smells on its braes the birk, The apple frae the rock as mellow.
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Page 175 - Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see; My love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysel
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Page 84 - A painted Room, and silken Bed, May please a Lawland Laird and Lady; But I can kiss, and be as glad, Behind a Bush in's Highland Plaidy. Few Compliments between us pass, I ca' him my Dear Highland Laddie, And he ca's me his Lawland Lass; Syne rows me in beneath his Plaidy.
Page 140 - How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake? How could you win my virgin heart, Yet leave that heart to break?
Page 205 - Just entered in her teens, Fair as the day, and sweet as May, Fair as the day, and always gay. My Peggy is a young thing, And I'm not very auld, Yet well I like to meet her at The wauking of the fauld. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, Whene'er we meet alane, I wish nae mair to lay my care, — I wish nae mair of a' that's rare. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, To a' the lave I'm cauld; But she gars a' my spirits glow, At wauking of the fauld.
Page 102 - Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch, To gain or lose it all.
Page 175 - Love did lichtly me. O waly waly, but love be bonny A little time while it is new ; But when 'tis auld, it waxeth cauld And fades awa