 | Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - English poetry - 1801 - 368 pages
...John, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is bald, 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 monie a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1806 - 450 pages
...acquaint, Your locks were like the raven, your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your head's turn'd bald, John, your locks are like the snow, Yet blessings...John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, frae year to year we've past, And soon that year maun come, John, will bring us to our last : But let... | |
 | Richard Cumberland - 1809 - 518 pages
...raven, Your bonie brow was brent ; But now your brow is held, 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' ane anither : Now we maun totter... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1811 - 416 pages
...acquaint. Your locks were like the raven, your bonnie brow was brent, But now your head's turn'd bald, John, your locks are like the snow, Yet blessings on your frosty pas, John Anderson, my joe. VII. John Anderson, my joe, John, frae year to year we've past, And soon... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1814 - 306 pages
...acquaint, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonny brow was brent: But now your head's turn'd bahl, John, Your locks are like the snow, Yet blessings...John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, Frae year to year we've past, And soon that jear maun come, John, Will bring us to our last ; But let... | |
 | Ebenezer Picken - 1813 - 410 pages
...Yet, while de last breath from her bosom be sighing, She still love her dear, cruel Engleese. SONG. JOHN ANDERSON, MY JO. John Anderson, my Jo, John, I wonder what ye mean : Ye rise sae early in the Morn, And sit sae late at e'en. Ye'll blear out a' your e'en, John,. If... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1816 - 378 pages
...acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent; But now your head's turn'd bald, John, Your locks are like the snow, Yet, blessings...John Anderson, my Jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, When nature first began To try her cannie hand, John, Her master-work was man; And you amang them a'... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1818 - 346 pages
...honnie hrow was hrent ; But now your hrow is hald, John, Your loeks are like the snaw ; But hlessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We elamh the hill thegither; And mony a eanty day, John, We've had wi' ane nnither: Now we maim totter... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - English poetry - 1822 - 440 pages
...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' ane anither : Now we maun totter... | |
 | British poets - Classical poetry - 1822 - 274 pages
...brow was brent ; TAM GLEN. 107 But now your brow is held, 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' ane anither : Now we maun totter... | |
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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... 
