 | Robert Burns, James Currie - 1847 - 704 pagini
...As underneath their (Vagrant shade, 1 clasp'd her to my ijosorn! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' monie a vow and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging aft to meet again, We tote... | |
 | British empire - 1847 - 856 pagini
...blossom, As, underneath the fragrant shade, I clasped her to my bosom ! The angel-hours, on golden wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary." So sang Burns of the woman for whom, of all others, he seems to have formed the most enduring attachment.... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1849 - 906 pagini
...As, underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi1 monte a vow and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu" tender ; And, pledging afc to meet again, We... | |
 | Thomas King Greenbank - 1849 - 446 pagini
...blossom; As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasped her to my bosom. The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. With mony a vow and locked embrace, Our parting was full tender; And pledging oft to meet again, We... | |
 | Erastus Darrow - 1850 - 104 pagini
...For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. " Wi' monie a vow and locked embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder : But, Oh ! fell Death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early ! Now green... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1865 - 236 pagini
...blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a TOW, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1852 - 356 pagini
...blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light...my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; But,... | |
 | John Aikin - 1852 - 792 pagini
...blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings ll, where once, in antiquated state, embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; But... | |
 | 1853 - 456 pagini
...At, underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on an^el wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me. as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary 1 WI' monte a vow and lork'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ! And, pledging aft to meet again,... | |
 | 1854 - 356 pagini
...blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light...my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; But,... | |
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O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath, their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me, as light... 
