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Pagina viii
... sober aid of cri- ticism . Apology for insignificant productions , writ- ten at an early period , has nothing to do with this observation , since to present fruits that are insipid or ill - flavoured , merely on account of their imma ...
... sober aid of cri- ticism . Apology for insignificant productions , writ- ten at an early period , has nothing to do with this observation , since to present fruits that are insipid or ill - flavoured , merely on account of their imma ...
Pagina xii
... Sober Society , - The Rose o ' Kirtle , The Lammie , - I loo'd ne'er a Laddie but ane , O tell me how for to woo , Tak tent , and be wary , 1 - 31 66 74 78 93 - 97 101 - 106 Mally Aiken , To get a Man , - - - - Lassie wi ' the gowden ...
... Sober Society , - The Rose o ' Kirtle , The Lammie , - I loo'd ne'er a Laddie but ane , O tell me how for to woo , Tak tent , and be wary , 1 - 31 66 74 78 93 - 97 101 - 106 Mally Aiken , To get a Man , - - - - Lassie wi ' the gowden ...
Pagina 150
Hector Macneill. Page 151 . Naysmith del . He'd wander , medenneths Orround Cam's kenneths ancient tower , whar winds Forth's stream . Angus sculp . " Twas then , by gloaming's sober hour , He'd.
Hector Macneill. Page 151 . Naysmith del . He'd wander , medenneths Orround Cam's kenneths ancient tower , whar winds Forth's stream . Angus sculp . " Twas then , by gloaming's sober hour , He'd.
Pagina 151
Hector Macneill. " Twas then , by gloaming's sober hour , He'd court some solitude obscure ; Or round Cam'skenneth's † ancient tower , Whar winds Forth's stream , He'd wander , meditate , and pour This moral theme : - ' How still and ...
Hector Macneill. " Twas then , by gloaming's sober hour , He'd court some solitude obscure ; Or round Cam'skenneth's † ancient tower , Whar winds Forth's stream , He'd wander , meditate , and pour This moral theme : - ' How still and ...
Pagina 12
Hector Macneill. Simmer's heat had lost its fury ; Calmly smiled the sober e'en ; Lasses on the bleachfield hurry Skelping barefoot o'er the green ; Labour rang with laugh and clatter , Canty hairst was just begun , And on mountain ...
Hector Macneill. Simmer's heat had lost its fury ; Calmly smiled the sober e'en ; Lasses on the bleachfield hurry Skelping barefoot o'er the green ; Labour rang with laugh and clatter , Canty hairst was just begun , And on mountain ...
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ance ance sae auld bairns Baith beauty bloom bonie boy Tammy brae braws breast burn busk canna canty Carlo Gesualdo cauld charms cheek cheer chiel claise cried dear e'en e'er Eirin fair fause fear flew flower fond frae friendship GAIRLACE gloom green green know hae ye hame Harp heart HECTOR MACNEILL Highland laddie hinny ilka Jamaica Jean JEANIE MILLER Johnie joys kiss laddie lassie loo'd luve Mally Aiken mammy mang Mary bawn maun mither Mora morning muse naithing ne'er night o'er Ochil hills owre passion plaidy poor Roslin Castle round saft Sandie Shaw sang scaith Scottish shore sigh smile sober song sorrow Stirling sweet tear thee thegither thing tree walth warm weans weel ween Whan Whar Willie ye'll YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY
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Pagina 91 - WHAR hae ye been a' day, My boy Tammy ? I've been by burn and flow'ry brae, Meadow green and mountain grey, Courting o' this young thing, Just come frae her mammy.
Pagina 5 - Will could rin or wrastle, Throw the sledge or toss the bar ? Hap what would, he stood a castle, Or for safety or for war. Warm his heart, and mild as manfu', Wi' the bauld he bauld wad be ; But to friends wha had their handfu', Purse and service aye were free.
Pagina 70 - It was then your Mary ; she's frae Castle-cary, It was then your true love I met by the tree ; Proud as her heart is and modest her nature, Sweet were the kisses that she gave to me.
Pagina 68 - Saw ye my wee thing, saw ye my ain thing, Saw ye my true love down on yon lea...
Pagina 126 - ... in't, dear lassie, believe me, for twa. Come under my plaidie, and sit down beside me, I'll hap ye frae every cauld blast that can blaw: Oh, come under my plaidie, and sit down beside me! There's room in't, dear lassie, believe me, for twa." "Gae 'wa wi' your plaidie, auld Donald, gae 'wa! I fearna the cauld blast, the drift, nor the snaw: Gae 'wa wi' your plaidie; I'll no sit beside ye, Ye may be my gutcher; auld Donald, gae 'wa.
Pagina 126 - His cheek's like the new rose, his brow's like the snaw.' ' Dear Marion, let that flee stick fast to the wa' ; Your Jock's but a gowk, and has naething ava; The hale o' his pack he has now on his back: He's thretty, and I am but threescore and twa.
Pagina 69 - Where could my wee thing wander frae me ? I saw nae your wee thing, I saw nae your...
Pagina 126 - Your Jock's but a gowk, and has naething ava ; — The hale o' his pack he has now on his back : He's thretty, and I am but threescore and twa. Be frank now and kindly: I'll busk...
Pagina 48 - Lang through county, burgh, and city, Crippling on a wooden leg, Gathering alms frae melting pity ; See ! poor GAIRLACE forced to beg ! Placed at length on Chelsea's bounty, Now to langer beg thinks shame, Dreams ance mair o' smiling plenty ; — Dreams o...