 | 1714 - 430 страници
...O Yarrow fields, may never never rain, No dew thy tender bloffoms cover, For there was bafely flam my luve, My luve, as he had not been a lover. The...his robes of green, His purple veft, 'twas my awn feuing ; Ah ! wretched me ! I little little ken'd He was in thefe to meet his ruin. The boy took out... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1733 - 398 страници
...ram, No dew thy tender bloflbms cover, For there was vilely kill'd my lore, My love as he had riot been a lover. The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple veft, 'twas my awn iewing, Ah! wretched me,* I little, little knew, He was in thefe to meet his ruin. The boy took out... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1750 - 492 страници
...never, never rain, ^ No dew thy tender bloflbms cover, For there was vilely kill'd my love, My love as he had not been a lover. The boy put on his robes,...my awn fewing, Ah ! wretched me, I little, little knew, He was in thefe to meet his ruin. The boy took out his milk-white, milk-white fleed, Unheedful... | |
 | William Hamilton - 1760 - 290 страници
...luve on the Braes of Yarrow. O Yarrow fields, may never never rain, No dew thy tender bloflbms cover, For there was bafely flain my luve, My luve, as he...his robes of green, His purple veft, 'twas my awn feuing, Ah! wretched me! I little little ken 'd He was in thefe to meet his ruin. The boy took out... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1762 - 506 страници
...may never, never rain, No dew thy tender bloflbms cover, For there was vilely kill'd my love, My love as he had not been a lover. The boy put on his robes,...my awn fewing, Ah ! wretched me, I little, little knew, He was in thefe to meet his ruin. The boy took out his milk-white, milk-white fteed, Unheedful... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1788 - 502 страници
...may never, never rain, No dew thy tender blofloms cover, For there was vilely kill'd my love, My love as he had not been a lover. The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple veft, 'twas my own fewing, Ah ! wretched me, I little, little knew, He was in thefe to meet his ruin. The boy took... | |
 | 1794 - 954 страници
...luve on the Braes of Yarrow. О Yarrow fields, may never never rain, No dew thy tender bloffoms cover. For there was bafely flain my luve, My luve, as he...put on his robes, his robes of green» His purple veil, 'twas my awn feuing, Ah ! wretched me ! 1 little little ken'd He was in thefe to meet his ruin.... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 972 страници
...luve on the Braes of Yarrow. O Yarrow fields, may never never rain, No dew thy tender bloflbms cover, For there was bafely flain my luve, My luve, as he...boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vcft, 'twas my awn feuing, Ah ! wretched me ! 1 little little ken'd He was in thefe to meet his ruin.... | |
 | William Hamilton, Thomas Park - 1805 - 144 страници
...thy tender blossoms cover, For there was basely slain my luve, My luve, as he had not been a luver. The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest, 'twas my awn seuing ; Ah ! wretched me ! I little little ken'd He was in these to meet his ruin.... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 472 страници
...O Yarrow fields, may never never rain. No dew thy tender blossoms cover, For there was basely slain my luve, My luve, as he had not been a lover. The boy put on his robes of green, His purple vest, 'twas my awn seuing, Ah ! wretched me ! I little little kenn'd He was in... | |
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My love, as he had not been a lover. The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest, 'twas my ain sewing; Ah! 
