 | Society of ancient Scots - 1821 - 226 страници
...° As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom 1 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. The gleam of bliss, unhappily, was but transient. The object of this passion died early in life, and... | |
 | Joseph Robertson, Society of Ancient Scots - 1821 - 414 страници
...! 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. The gleam of bliss, unhappily, was but transient. The object of this passion died early in life, and... | |
 | 1821 - 724 страници
...youthful courtships, when, as he says with inimitable sweetness, The golden hours, on angel wings, Hew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life, Was my young Highland Alary. A sort of pensive moral pathos seems, in his earlier pieces, to have been a predominant... | |
 | 1821 - 154 страници
...clasp'd her to my bosom ! •The golden hours, on angel wings ; Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For (ivar to me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' money a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging aft to meet again, We toi-e... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 418 страници
...; 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 ; Hut... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 274 страници
...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. i Young's Night Thought*. AULD LANG SYNE. 171 Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu'... | |
 | Joseph Clinton Robertson - 1822 - 414 страници
...! 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. The gleam of bliss, unhappily, was but transient. The object of this passion died early in life, and... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 388 страници
...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... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 464 страници
...As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! Tin: golden hours, on augel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mimy a Vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 756 страници
...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, Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We... | |
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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... 
