 Twas in truth what the poets have studied to feign. But, too late, I found even she could deceive, And nothing was left but to sigh, weep, and rave ; Distracted, I flew from my dear native shore, Resolved to see Larghan Clanbrassil no more.  The Poetical Works of Sir Alexander Boswell ... - Page 17by Sir Alexander Boswell (bart.) - 1871 - 224 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Robert Chambers - Scotland - 1835 - 592 pages
...And fill'd my young heart with a flutt'ring delight. When I thought her my own, ah ! too short secm'd the day For a jaunt to Downpatrick, or a trip on the...even she could deceive, And nothing was left but to sigh, weep, and rave ; Distracted, I flew from my dear native shore, Resolved to see Larghan Clanbrassil... | |
 | Ballads, Scots - 1846 - 248 pages
...fill'd my young heart with a fluttering delight. When I thought her my own, oh ! too short seein'd the day For a jaunt to Downpatrick, or a trip on the sea ; To express what I felt then, all language was vain, 'Twas in truth what tho poets have studied to feign. 101 1 But too late I found, even she... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Scotland - 1847 - 904 pages
...; For there Marg'ret Caroline first charm'd my sight, And filpd my young heart with a flu It' ring delight. When I thought her my own, ah ! too short...even she could deceive, And nothing was left but to sigh, weep, and ravo ; Distracted, I flew from my dear native shore, Resolved to see Larghan Clanbrassil... | |
 | James Paterson - Ballads, Scots - 1847 - 254 pages
...charm'd my sight, And fill'd my young heart with a flutt'ring delight. When I thought her my own, oh ! too short seem'd the day For a jaunt to Downpatrick,...the sea ; To express what I felt then, all language was vain, 'Twas in truth what tho poets have studied to feign. But too late I found, even she could... | |
 | Robert Chambers, Thomas Thomson - Biography - 1852 - 338 pages
...this transaction. It is stated by Sir Alexander to have been written to an Irish air: — O Larghan Clanbrassil, how sweet is thy sound ! To my tender...even she could deceive, And nothing was left but to sigh, weep, and rave ; Distracted, I flew from my dear native shore, Resolved to see Larghan Clanbrassil... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Scotland - 1853 - 378 pages
...flutt'ring delight. When I thought her my own, ah ! too short seem'd the day For a jaunt to Downpntrick, or a trip on the sea; To express what I felt then,...even she could deceive, And nothing was left but to sigh, weep, and rave; Distracted, I flew from my dear native shore. Resolved to see Larghan Clanbrassil... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - Electronic journals - 1927 - 782 pages
...my own 0 ! too short seem'd the day, In a jaunt to Down Patrick or a trip on the sea ! To describe what I felt then all language were vain, 'Twas in truth what the Poets have studied to feign. But I found, oh ! alas ! that ev'n she could deceive, Then nothing was left but to sigh, weep and rave... | |
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