 | Robert Burns - 1863 - 360 pàgines
...ha, etc. Time and chance are but a tide, Ha, ha, etc. ; Slighted love is sair to bide, Ha, ha, etc. Shall I, like a fool, quoth he, For a haughty hizzie die ? hossy She may gae to — France for me ! Ha, ha, etc. How it comes let doctors tell, Ha, ha, etc.... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1864 - 252 pàgines
...chance are but a tide, Ha, ha, the wooing o 't. Slighted love is sair to bide, Ha, ha, the wooing o 't. Shall I, like a fool, quoth he, For a haughty hizzie die ? She may gae to — France for me ! Ha, ha, the wooing o 't. How it comes let doctors tell, Ha, ha, the wooing o 't. Meg grew sick — as he grew... | |
 | Robert Burns, Alexander Smith - 1865 - 466 pàgines
...Ha, ha, &c. Time and chance are but a tide, Ha, ha, &c. Slighted love is sair to bide, Ha, ha, &c. Shall I, like a fool, quoth he, For a haughty hizzie...doctors tell, Ha, ha, &c. Meg grew sick — as he grew well, Ha, ha, &c. Something in her bosom wrings, For relief a sigh she brings ; And O, her een, they... | |
 | 1876 - 378 pàgines
...aufgefasst erinnert die Stelle an einen ähnlichen komischen Euphemismus in Burns' Gedicht 'Duncan Gray': Shall I, like. a fool, quoth he, For a haughty hizzie die? She may gae to — France for me! Ha, ha, the wooing o't. VI. Farewcll; and if my fortune be not crost, I have a fatlier, you a daughter lost.... | |
 | Robert Burns, Alexander Smith - 1865 - 462 pàgines
...France for me ! Ha, ha, &c. How it comes let doctors tell, Ha, ha, &c. Meg grew sick— as he grew well, Ha, ha, &c. Something in her bosom wrings, For relief a sigh she brings ; And O, her een, they spak sic things ! Ha, ha, &c. Duncan was a lad o' grace, Ha, ha, &c. Maggie's was a piteous case, Ha, ha,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1865 - 364 pàgines
...ha, etc. Time and chance are but a tide, Ha, ha, etc. ; Slighted love is sair to bide, Ha, ha, etc. Shall I, like a fool, quoth he, For a haughty hizzie die ? hnssy She may gae to — France for me ! Ha, ha, etc. How it comes let doctors tell, Ha, ha, etc.;... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1866 - 358 pàgines
...Ha, ha, &c. Slighted love is sair to bide, Ha, ha, &c. Shall I, like a fool, quoth he, For a haughtie hizzie die ? She may gae to — France for me ! Ha,...doctors tell, Ha, ha, &c. Meg grew sick — as he grew well, Ha, ha, &c. Something in her bosom wrings, For relief a sigh she brings, And 0, her een, they... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1868 - 312 pàgines
...Ha, ha, Ae. How it eomes let doetors tell, Ha, ha, Ae. Meg grew siek— as he grew heal, Ha, ha, Ae. Something in her bosom wrings, For relief a sigh she brings ; And Oh, her een they spak eneh things ¡ Ha, ha, ;fee. Dnnean was a lad o' graee. Ha, ha, AC. Maggie's... | |
 | Robert Burns, Alexander Smith - 1868 - 688 pàgines
...Ha, ha, &c. Time and chance are but a tide, Ha, ha, &c. Slighted love- is sair to bide, Ha, ha, &c. Shall I, like a fool, quoth he, For a haughty hizzie die? Sh'e'1HS'y gae to — France for me ! Ha, ha, &c. How it comes let doctors tell, ' Ha, ha, &c. Meg... | |
 | Robert Burns, James Currie - 1869 - 624 pàgines
...are but a tide, Ha, ha, the wooing o 't. Slighted love is sair to bide 1 Ha, ha, the wooing o' t. " Shall I, like a fool," quoth he, " For a haughty hizzie...die ? , She may gae to — France for me !" Ha, ha, the wooing o 't. How it comes — let doctors tell, Ha, ha, the wooing o 't, Meg grew sick — as he... | |
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Shall I, like a fool, quoth he, For a haughty hizzie die ? She may gae to — France for me ! Ha, ha, the wooing o't. 
