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... thou'rt a foldier's wife , Those tears but ill become thee . What though by duty I am call'd Where thund'ring cannons rattle , Where valour's felf might stand appal'd , When on the wings of thy dear love , B To heav'n above Thy fervent ...
... thou'rt a foldier's wife , Those tears but ill become thee . What though by duty I am call'd Where thund'ring cannons rattle , Where valour's felf might stand appal'd , When on the wings of thy dear love , B To heav'n above Thy fervent ...
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... Thou put'ft up there , Shall call a guardian angel down , To watch me in the battle . My fafety thy fair truth fhall be , As fword and buckler ferving ; My life shall be more dear to me , Because of thy preferving . Let peril come , let ...
... Thou put'ft up there , Shall call a guardian angel down , To watch me in the battle . My fafety thy fair truth fhall be , As fword and buckler ferving ; My life shall be more dear to me , Because of thy preferving . Let peril come , let ...
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... thou hast been tarrying here , And fain thou wouldft me kill , But i'faith dull care thou never fhalt have thy will . Too much care will make a young man gray , And too much care will turn an old man to clay ; My wife fhall dance and I ...
... thou hast been tarrying here , And fain thou wouldft me kill , But i'faith dull care thou never fhalt have thy will . Too much care will make a young man gray , And too much care will turn an old man to clay ; My wife fhall dance and I ...
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... thou fhiver and thake , Gaffer Gray ; And why doft thy nofe look fo blue ! ' Tis the weather that's cold , " ' Tis I'm grown very old , " And my doublet is not very new , " Well - a - day ! " Then , line thy worn doublet with ale ...
... thou fhiver and thake , Gaffer Gray ; And why doft thy nofe look fo blue ! ' Tis the weather that's cold , " ' Tis I'm grown very old , " And my doublet is not very new , " Well - a - day ! " Then , line thy worn doublet with ale ...
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... thou wander'd my true love , Or here dost thou welter and bleed on the shore . What voice have I heard ! twas my Henry that figh'd , All mournful fhe hasten'd , nor wander'd she far , When bleeding and low , on the heath fhe defcry'd ...
... thou wander'd my true love , Or here dost thou welter and bleed on the shore . What voice have I heard ! twas my Henry that figh'd , All mournful fhe hasten'd , nor wander'd she far , When bleeding and low , on the heath fhe defcry'd ...
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Page 41 - Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that, That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree and a' that. For a
Page 94 - Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ! Thy image at our last embrace — Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr, gurgling, kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
Page 40 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that ! What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a
Page 75 - Yet shall poor Tom find pleasant weather, When He who all commands Shall give, to...
Page 65 - Tis I'm grown very old, And my doublet is not very new, Well-a-day!' Then line thy worn doublet with ale; Gaffer Gray; And warm thy old heart with a glass. 'Nay, but credit I've none, And my money's all gone; Then say how may that come to pass? Well-a-day!' Hie away to the house on the brow, Gaffer Gray; And knock at the jolly priest's door.
Page 75 - BOWLING HERE, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling, The darling of our crew; No more he'll hear the tempest howling, For Death has broached him to. His form was of the manliest beauty. His heart was kind and soft ; Faithful below he did his duty, But now he's gone aloft.
Page 75 - ... aloft. Tom never from his word departed, His virtues were so rare; His friends were many and true-hearted, His Poll was kind and fair: And then he'd sing so blithe and jolly; Ah, many's the time and oft! But mirth is turned to melancholy, For Tom is gone aloft.
Page 41 - A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that ; But an honest man's aboon his might : Guid faith, he mauna fa' that ! For a
Page 17 - A glass is good and a lass is good, And a pipe to smoke in cold weather: The world it is good, and the people are good, And we're all good fellows together...
Page 58 - Are up and gotten lear, They'll help to gar the boatie row, And lighten a' our care. The boatie rows, the boatie rows, The boatie rows fu...