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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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Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Volume 1

Robert Hartley Cromek - Ballads, Scots - 1810
...'Tis not the frost that freezes fell, Nor blawing snaw's inclemencie ; 136 Whan we came in by Glasgowe town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad i' th' black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. But had I wist before I kisst, That love had been sae...
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Lectures on the English Poets: Delivered at the Surrey Institution

William Hazlitt - English poetry - 1818 - 331 pages
...inclemencie, 'Tis not sic cauld, that makes me cry, But my love's heart grown cauld to me. Whan we came in by Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see, My love...was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramasie. But had I wist before I kist, That love had been sae hard to win; I'd lockt my heart in case of gowd,...
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The London Magazine, Volume 10

1824
...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 down through Glaspow town, M'e were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramusie....
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The songs of England and Scotland

England - 1835
...am wearie, 'Tis not the frost that freezes fell, Nor blawing snaw's inclemencie ; Whan we came in by Glasgow* town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad i' th' black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. But had I wist before I kisst, That love had been sae...
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The Songs of England and Scotland, Volume 2

Ballads, English - 1835
...'Tis not the frost that freezes fell, Nor blawing snaw's inclemencie ; Whan we came in by Glasgowe town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad i' th' black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. But had I wist before I kisst, That love had been sae...
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The prose works of Charles Lamb, Volume 3

Charles Lamb - 1836
...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...with the world's notions on that subject. In homely qart, or travelling caravan, by whatever humble vehicle they chanced to be transported in less prosperous...
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Chambers's Edinburgh Journal

Edinburgh (Scotland) - 1836
...wore a comely sight to see ; My love wai clad ia velvet brown. And 1 myself in cranvuie. I suppoie it was the only occasion upon which his Own actual splendour at all corresponded with the world's notion* on that subject. In homely cart, or travelling caravan, by whatever humble vehicle they chanced...
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The essays of Elia, Volumes 1-2

Charles Lamb - 1840
...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...We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad in hlack velvet, And I myself in cramasie. I suppose it was the only occasion upon which his own actual...
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The Essays of Elia: First Series - Second Series

Charles Lamb - 1845
...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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Chambers's Miscellany of Useful and Entertaining Tracts

William Chambers, Robert Chambers - Art - 1846
...kame my hair, Since my true love has me forsook, And says he'll never love me mair ? As we came in by Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love...was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramasie. Now Arthur's Seat shall be my bed, The sheets shall ne'er be pressed by me ; St Anton's Well shall...
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