 | Robert Burns - 1839 - 334 страници
...that throws a borrowed lustre over the merits of the composition." 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 tore... | |
 | 1839 - 892 страници
...fragrant shade I cla<p'd her to my bosom I The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er ma and my dearie j For dear to me. as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. " Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embraot Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging oft to meet again We tore ourselves ;. -under : But... | |
 | 1839 - 320 страници
...blossom, As underneath its fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ; The golden hours on angel's wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary." MEMOIR OF ROBERT BURNS. There are few individuals who have not heard of the name of Burns. No poet... | |
 | 1839 - 630 страници
...; 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 Мягу! \Vi' mony a vow and locked embrace, Our parting was fu* tender; And, pledging aft to meet... | |
 | 1839 - 656 страници
...characterise our future embellishment* of this description. w * i, ' f «*• se <0' ».i » » e« Our parting was fu' tender; And, pledging aft to meet again ; We tore our* r.'ls asunder. Bui oli! (HI death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early! Now green 's... | |
 | 1840 - 378 страници
...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...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 ourselves asunder ;... | |
 | John Wilson - 1840 - 372 страници
..., As underneath their fragrant shade, 1 clasp'd her to ray bosom I The golden hours un angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie -, For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. 11 Wi* mony a vow and lock'd embrac-. Our parting waa lu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1840 - 872 страници
...A« underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, ! I've play'd mysel a bonnie spring, An' danc'd my fill ! I'd better gaen an' sair't Лагу ! " To the same affectionate young creatnre. Burns addressed a strain of scarcely inferior... | |
 | John Wilson, Robert Chambers - 1840 - 364 страници
...As underneath their fragrant shade, 1 i'b |. -I her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings. Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and fife, Was my sweet Highland Marc. fi Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrac л Our parting was hi' tender... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1841 - 384 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." Another hand has added to the picture. " This adieu was performed," says Cromek, " in a striking and... | |
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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... 
