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" Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary fu' o "
The perennial calendar, and companion to the almanack, revised and ed. [or ... - Page 51
by Thomas Ignatius M. Forster - 1824
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The Plays of Shakespeare, Volume 3

William Shakespeare - 1860
...the germ of Burns' beautiful lines in The Buvki o' Doon : — " How can ye chant, ye little bird«, roff wanton» thro' the flowering thorn : Thou minds me o' departed joys, Departed, never to return !" So...
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The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems, Volume 3

William Shakespeare - 1860
...melody:) Thi« may have been the germ of Bonn' beautiful line« In The Bantl • Doon : — " How csn us nature Hath in him clots' d ; whereby he does receive Particul brcnk my heart, thou warbling bird, 'I'll , t wantoni thro' the flowering thorn : . Thou minds me o'...
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Household song, collection of lyrical pieces, with illustr. by B. Foster, etc

Household song - 1861
...thorny tree, And my fause luver staw the "rose, But left, the thorn \vi' uu\ SECUXD VKHSIOX. YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh...fair ! How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae wearjr, i'u' o' care ! Thou'lt break my heart, thou warbling bird, That wantons through the flowering...
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The Travels of a Sugar Planter: Or, Six Months in Europe

Henry Watkins Allen - Europe - 1861 - 249 pages
...prayer. Good-bye. I shall write again soon. Tour friend, HW LETTEE NO. IV. " Te banks and braes o' bonnle Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair ? How can ye chant. ye little birds, And I BO weary, fu' o* care ? Thou'lt break my heart, thou warbling bird, That wantons through the flowering...
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A family history, by the author of 'The queen's pardon'.

Mary Eyre - 1861
...myself by her side. She sang with touching pathos the old Scottish song, " Ye banks and braes o' bonny Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair ? How can ye sing, ye little birds, And I sae wearie, f u' o' care ?" At the end of the verse she stopped. Then...
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The Songs of Robert Burns, Volume 43

Robert Burns - Scotland - 1863 - 319 pages
...a Posie to my ain dear May. THE BANKS 0' DOON. TUNE — " THE CALEDONIAN HUNT's DELIGHT." [JE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh...me o' departed joys, Departed — never to return. Thou'lt break my heart, thou bonnie bird, That sings beside thy mate, For sae I sat, and sae I sang,...
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The Poetical Works, Volume 3

Robert Burns - 1863 - 1 pages
...my ain dear May. THE BANKS OF DOON. TUNE — Caledonian Hunt's Delight. YE banks and braes o' bonny Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair ; How can...chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary fu' o' care ! 22 WILLIE WASTLE. [1792. Thou'lt break my heart, thou warbling bird, That wantons through the flowering...
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THE POETICAL WORKS OF ROBERT BURNS.

1863
...— Caledonian Hunt's Delight. YE banks and braes o' bonny Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair; Thou'lt break my heart, thou warbling bird, That wantons...me o' departed joys, Departed — never to return ! Aft hae I roved by bonny Doon, To see the rose and woodbine twine ; And ilka bird sang o' its luve,...
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders, and of Scotland ..., Volumes 15-16; Volume 117

John Mackay Wilson - 1863
...the scene. Well might the poor Countess of Cassilis have exclaimed— " Ye banks and braes o' bonny Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair ! How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sac weary fu' o' care ! " But this beautiful lyric was not then in existence, nor for nearly two centuries...
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The Ballads and Songs of Robert Burns. With a Lecture on His Character and ...

Robert Burns - 1864 - 224 pages
...birds, An' I sae weary fu' o' care ! Thou 'It break my heart, thou warbling bird, That wantons thro' the flowering thorn : Thou minds me o' departed joys, Departed — never to return ! Aft ha'e I rov'd by bonnie Doon, To see the rose an' woodbine twine ; An' ilka bird sang o' its luve,...
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