 O gin my love were yon red rose That grows upon the castle wa', And I mysel' a drap o' dew, Into her bonnie breast to fa' ! Oh, there beyond expression blest. I'd feast on beauty a' the night ; Seal'd on her silk-saft faulds to rest, Till fley'd awa'...  Spirit of the English Magazines - Pàgina 621829Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Robert Burns - 1840 - 872 pàgines
...wild, and winter rude ! But I wad sing, on wanton wing, When youtnfu' May its bloom renew'd. in. О gin my love were yon red rose, That grows upon the castle wa', And I myseP a drap о' dew, Into her bonnie breast to fa' ! IV. О ! there beyond expression blest, I'd feast... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1840 - 686 pàgines
...stanza to that in the beautiful Scotch ballad quoted by Burns, in a letter to Mr. Thomson. " O (fin my love were yon red rose, That grows upon the castle wa', And I mysel' a drap o' dew Into her bonnie breast to fa' ! " After a pause the Bazvalan teems ttruck with... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1840 - 688 pàgines
...of this atanza to that in the beautiful Scotch ballad quoted by Burn*, in a letter to Mr. Thomson. " O gin my love were yon red rose, That grows upon the ciuitle wa', And I mysel' a drap o' dew I n to her bonnie breast to fa' ! " After a pause the Bazvalan... | |
 | 1841 - 646 pàgines
...autumn wild, and winter rudo ; But 1 wad siop on wanton wiuy, U lieu youthlu' May its bloom renew'd Oh! gin my love were yon red rose, That grows upon the castle wa'f And 1 mysel' H drnpo'dew, luto her bonuic breast to fa* Oh, there beyond expression blest, I'd... | |
 | Robert Burns, James Currie - 1844 - 706 pàgines
...wild and winter rude ; But I wad sing, on wanton wing, When youthfu' May its bloom renew'd. O gine my love were yon red rose That grows upon the castle wa'. And I mysel a drap o' dew, Into her bonnie breast to fa': O there beyond expression blest, I 'd feast on... | |
 | John Trotter Brockett - 1846 - 298 pàgines
...well ; Bin a body kiss a body, Should a body tell?" North, version of, Coming through the Rye. " 0 gin my love were yon red rose, That grows upon the castle wa', And I mysel' a drap o' dew, Into her bonnie breast to fa' '.—Scottish Ballad. GIRD, a fit ; as, " a gird... | |
 | William Beattie - 1849 - 520 pàgines
...youthfu' May its bloom renewed. At morning, dawn, and parting day. — Burnt. — /. Rlchanlton. 0, gin my love were yon red rose, That grows upon the castle wa' ; And I mysel' a drap o' dew, Into her bonnie breast to fa' : Oh, there beyond expression blest, I 'd feast... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1850 - 528 pàgines
...When youthfu' May its bloom renewed. At morning, dawn, and parting day. — Buna. — /. Sichardton. O, gin my love were yon red rose, That grows upon the castle wa' ; And I mysel' a drap o' dew, Into her bonnie breast to fa' : Oh, there beyond expression blest, I 'd feast... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1850 - 508 pàgines
...Do you know the following beautiful little fragment in Witherspoon's Collection of gcots Songs? " О gin my love were yon red rose, That grows upon the castle wa' ;" See Poem», p. 00. This thought is inexpressibly beautiful : and quite, so far as I know, original.... | |
 | William Beattie - 1850 - 576 pàgines
...the noontide's scorching ray ; And sprinkle itcwi' freshest dews, At morning dawn and parting day. O, gin my love were yon red rose, That grows upon the caatle wa't And I myseP a ilrap o' dew, Into her bonnie breast to la' — Oh, there beyond expression... | |
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