The Tea-table Miscellany: A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots & English, Том 2

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R. Forrester, 1876 - 273 страници

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Страница 150 - In early youth I die : Was I to blame, because his bride Was thrice as rich as I ? "Ah, Colin ! give not her thy vows, Vows due to me alone : Nor thou, fond maid, receive his kiss, Nor think him all thy own.
Страница 3 - Word and oath, Keep it, for then 'tis none of mine. Yet send me back my heart and eyes, That I may...
Страница 143 - O dinna ye mind, young man," said she, "When ye was in the tavern a drinking, That ye made the healths gae round and round, And slighted Barbara Allan?" He turnd his face unto the wall, And death was with him dealing: "Adieu, adieu, my dear friends all, And be kind to Barbara Allan.
Страница 159 - He was a braw gallant, And he rid at the ring; And the bonny Earl of Murray, Oh he might have been a King! He was a braw gallant, And he playd at the ba; And the bonny Earl of Murray, Was the flower amang them a'.
Страница 174 - SONG. WHEN thy beauty appears, In its graces and airs, All bright as an angel new dropt from the sky ; At distance I gaze, and am aw'd by my fears, So strangely you dazzle my eye ! But when without art, Your kind thoughts you impart, When your love runs in blushes through every vein ; When it darts from your eyes, when it pants in your heart, Then I know you're a woman again. There's a passion and pride In our sex...
Страница 142 - He sent his man down through the town, To the place where she was dwelling, O haste, and come to my master dear, Gin ye be Barbara Allan.
Страница 150 - The solemn boding sound, And thus in dying words bespoke The virgins weeping round...
Страница 21 - Then to her new love let her go, And deck her in golden array, Be finest at...
Страница 14 - Of all the days that's in the week I dearly love but one day — And that's the day that comes betwixt A Saturday and Monday...
Страница 7 - Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain ; Let me kiss off that falling tear ; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds ; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.

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