The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volume 39Mitchell, Ames, and White, 1822 - English poetry |
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... owre my left em de Least neebors ar My wooer he capot d as de And vow'd I was a tear And vow'd I was her b I spier'd for my couse it su Gin she had recover's amant * * And how her news But , heavens how time t But , heavens om He begged ...
... owre my left em de Least neebors ar My wooer he capot d as de And vow'd I was a tear And vow'd I was her b I spier'd for my couse it su Gin she had recover's amant * * And how her news But , heavens how time t But , heavens om He begged ...
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... owre my left shouther I gae him a blink , Least neebors might say I was saucy ; My wooer he caper'd as he'd been in drink , And vow'd I was his dear lassie , dear lassie , And vow'd I was his dear lassie . I spier'd for my cousin fu ...
... owre my left shouther I gae him a blink , Least neebors might say I was saucy ; My wooer he caper'd as he'd been in drink , And vow'd I was his dear lassie , dear lassie , And vow'd I was his dear lassie . I spier'd for my cousin fu ...
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... did assail , Or torrents owre a lin , man ; The Bench sae wise lift up their eyes , Half - wauken'd wi ' the din , man . Tint - lost . VERSES TO J. RANKEN . ( The Person to whom MISCELLANEOUS . 119 Extempore in the Court of Session,
... did assail , Or torrents owre a lin , man ; The Bench sae wise lift up their eyes , Half - wauken'd wi ' the din , man . Tint - lost . VERSES TO J. RANKEN . ( The Person to whom MISCELLANEOUS . 119 Extempore in the Court of Session,
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... , shivering , drooping Oursel , or oursels , ourselves Outlers , cattle not housed Ower , over , too Owre - hip , a way of fetching a blow with the ham- mer over the arm P. PACK , intimate , familiar ; twelve stone of 194 GLOSSARY .
... , shivering , drooping Oursel , or oursels , ourselves Outlers , cattle not housed Ower , over , too Owre - hip , a way of fetching a blow with the ham- mer over the arm P. PACK , intimate , familiar ; twelve stone of 194 GLOSSARY .
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... Owre lofty here , ilk charm to trace , That deck , sweet plain ! thy cultur'd face ; * One of the highest of the Ochil hills that bound the Carse of Stirling to the east . Aft down the steep he'd tak a race , Nor Cc 2 THE LINKS O ...
... Owre lofty here , ilk charm to trace , That deck , sweet plain ! thy cultur'd face ; * One of the highest of the Ochil hills that bound the Carse of Stirling to the east . Aft down the steep he'd tak a race , Nor Cc 2 THE LINKS O ...
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amang ance auld baith bawn Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest blithe bloom bonie bonnie bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast Burns busk Caledonia canna canty cauld charms cheer claut cried dear e'en e'er fair fate fause flower frae friendship gang glen green hame Harp heart Heaven Hector Macneill Here's a health highland highland laddie ilka Jamaica Jean Jeanie John Anderson Johnie joys lass lassie lo'es luve lyre Macneill maun mither mony morn muse nae mair ne'er night numbers o'er owre pleasure poem round sang Scottish shore sigh'd sing skelpin smile snaw song sorrow sparklin strain stream sweet tear thee There's thou thro Tune warm weel ween Whan Whar wild Willie's wind XXXIX ye'll young
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Page 71 - 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'.
Page 27 - Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best: There wild woods grow, and rivers row, 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' birds, I hear her charm the air: There's not a bonnie flower that springs, WJ.
Page 13 - 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...
Page 44 - Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow; There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me.
Page 131 - 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.
Page 30 - MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent ; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John Your locks are like the snaw ; 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...
Page 132 - 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.
Page 50 - As fair art thou, my bonie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my Dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a' the seas gang dry, my Dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun : And I will luve thee still, my Dear, While the sands o
Page 28 - 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', etc.
Page 130 - An' 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...