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... smile , Some soothe the labourer's weary toil For humble gains , And make his cottage scenes beguile His care and pains . " O LUSTY MAY . 15 O LUSTY May , with. 16 INTRODUCTION . Alexander Rodger 248 Burns 109 Peter Buchan's "Collection ...
... smile , Some soothe the labourer's weary toil For humble gains , And make his cottage scenes beguile His care and pains . " O LUSTY MAY . 15 O LUSTY May , with. 16 INTRODUCTION . Alexander Rodger 248 Burns 109 Peter Buchan's "Collection ...
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... smiling mock at thy neglect , And never love thee more . But if no faithless action stain Thy love and constant word , I'll make thee famous by my pen , And glorious by my sword ; I'll serve thee in such noble ways As ne'er was known ...
... smiling mock at thy neglect , And never love thee more . But if no faithless action stain Thy love and constant word , I'll make thee famous by my pen , And glorious by my sword ; I'll serve thee in such noble ways As ne'er was known ...
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... smiles like a May mornin ' , When Phoebus starts from Thetis ' lap , The hills with rays adornin ' . White is her neck , saft is her hand , Her waist and feet fu ' genty ; With ilka grace she can command , — Her lips , oh , now , they ...
... smiles like a May mornin ' , When Phoebus starts from Thetis ' lap , The hills with rays adornin ' . White is her neck , saft is her hand , Her waist and feet fu ' genty ; With ilka grace she can command , — Her lips , oh , now , they ...
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... . O lovely maid ! my doubts beguile , Revive and bless me with a smile ; Alas ! if not you'll soon debar a Sighing swain the banks of Yarrow . с Be hush'd , ye fears ; I'll not despair ; SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS . 333.
... . O lovely maid ! my doubts beguile , Revive and bless me with a smile ; Alas ! if not you'll soon debar a Sighing swain the banks of Yarrow . с Be hush'd , ye fears ; I'll not despair ; SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS . 333.
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... smiles a kindly glance , I take the happy omen , And aften mint to make advance , Hoping she'll prove a woman . But , dubious of my ain desert , My sentiments I smother ; Wi ' secret sighs I vex my heart , For fear she love another ...
... smiles a kindly glance , I take the happy omen , And aften mint to make advance , Hoping she'll prove a woman . But , dubious of my ain desert , My sentiments I smother ; Wi ' secret sighs I vex my heart , For fear she love another ...
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Page 106 - I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me : Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her ; Love but her, and love for ever.
Page 99 - 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
Page 289 - 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 107 - 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 116 - He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font, reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory.
Page 102 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Page 102 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi...
Page 289 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer, A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!
Page 83 - O Mary ! dear departed shade ! "Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast? That sacred hour can I forget? Can I forget the hallow'd grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love?
Page 166 - PIBROCH of Donuil Dhu, Pibroch of Donuil, Wake thy wild voice anew, Summon Clan Conuil. Come away, come away, Hark to the summons ! Come in your war array, Gentles and commons. Come from deep glen, and From mountain so rocky, The war-pipe and pennon Are at Inverlocky.