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" Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see : My Love was clad in the black velvet, And I myself in cramasie. "
Essays of Elia - Page 211
by Charles Lamb - 1835 - 412 pages
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The Book of Scottish Poems: Ancient and Modern

John Ross - Scottish poetry - 1878 - 760 pages
...sic cauld that makes me cry, But my love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow toun, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad in black velvet, And I mysel' in cramasie. But had I wist, before I kiss'd, That love had been sae ill to win, I'd lock'd...
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A Poetry-book of Elder Poets: Consisting of Songs & Sonnets, Odes & Lyrics ...

Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards - English poetry - 1878 - 298 pages
...inclemencie ; 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see; My Love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. But had I wist, before I kist, That love had been sae ill...
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The Complete Works of Charles Lamb: Containing His Letters, Essays, Poems, Etc

Charles Lamb - 1879 - 656 pages
...which he made his entry into Glasgow o'n that morning to fetch the bride home, or carry her thither, I d all her grandchildren, yet in an especial manner...to love their uncle, John L , because he was so han ft comely sijrht to pee ; My lore was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramasie I suppose it was...
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A poetry-book of elder poets, selected and arranged by A. B. Edwards

Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards - 1879
...inclemencie; Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see; My Love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. But had I wist, before I kist, That love had been sae ill...
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Life, Letters, and Writings, Volume 4

Charles Lamb - 1882
...which he made his entry into Glasgow on that morning to fetch the bride home, or carry her thither, I forget which. It so completely made out the stanza...My love was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramoisi. I suppose it was the only occasion upon which his own actual splendour at all corresponded...
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Essays of Elia: Y Charles Lamb; Illustrated by R. Swain Gifford, James D ...

Charles Lamb - 1884 - 501 pages
...which he made his entry into Glasgow on that morning to fetch the bride home, or carry her thither, I forget which. It so completely made out the stanza...it was the only occasion upon which his own actual splendor at all corresponded with the world's notions on that subject. In homely cart, or travelling...
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Essays of Elia: And Other Pieces

Charles Lamb - 1885 - 288 pages
...entry into Glasgow on that morning to fetch the bride home, or carry her timber, 1 forget which. 1t so completely made out the stanza of the old ballad...we came down through Glasgow town, We were a comely si^ht to see ; My love was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramasie. I suppose it was the only...
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The Last Essays of Ella

Charles Lamb - 1885
...which he made his entry into Glasgow on that morning to fetch the bride home, or carry her thither, I forget which. It so completely made out the stanza of the old ballad— When we came ilown through Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad in black velvet, And I...
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A Third Poetry Book

Children's poetry, English - 1889 - 517 pages
...sic cauld that makes me cry ; But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we cam' in by Glasgow toun, We were a comely sight to see ; My Love was clad in the black velvet, An' I mysel' in cramasie. But had I wist before I kissed That love had been so ill...
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Ballad Book

Katharine Lee Bates - Ballads, English - 1890 - 230 pages
...inclemencie ; 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see ; My Love was clad in black velvet, And I mysell in crarnasie. But had I wist, before I kist, That love had been sac ill to win ; 1 had lockt...
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