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The songs of Scotland, ancient and modern; with an intr. and notes ..., Volum 1
Visualització completa - 1825
Allan amang ancient arms auld bear beauty bird blue bonnie bosom braes breast called charms cheek comes dance dear death Donald eyes face fair flowers frae gang give grace gray green grow hame hand happy head heard heart heaven highland hills hope I'll John kind king kiss laddie lady land lass lassie leave light lines live look Lord lover lyric maid mair Mary maun meet mind morning nature ne'er never night o'er original pleasure poet poor rise rose round rows says Scotland Scottish seems sing smile song sorrow stream sung sweet tears tell thee There's thing thou thought true verses weel weep wife wild wind wish written young youth
Pàgina 349 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
Pàgina 27 - 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.
Pàgina 310 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reach'd the hall door, and the charger stood near, So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! " She is won ! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur; They'll have fleet steeds that follow!
Pàgina 347 - YE Mariners of England ! That guard our native seas ; Whose flag has braved a thousand years, The battle and the breeze ! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow...
Pàgina 319 - I'll forgive your Highland chief. My daughter ! Oh ! my daughter...
Pàgina 341 - I'd rather rove with Edmund there, Than reign our English queen.' 'If, maiden, thou wouldst wend with me, To leave both tower and town, Thou first must guess what life lead we, That dwell by dale and down. And if thou canst that riddle read, As read full well you may, Then to the greenwood shalt thou speed, As blithe as Queen of May.' Yet sung she, 'Brignall banks are fair, And Greta woods are green; I'd rather rove with Edmund there, Than reign our English queen.
Pàgina 1 - Let him on wi' me! By oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
Pàgina 76 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi