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" My father urged me sair: my mother didna speak; But she look'd in my face till my heart was like to break: They gie'd him my hand, tho' my heart was in the sea; Sae auld Robin Gray he was gudeman to me. I hadna been a wife a week but only four, When mournfu... "
St Cecilia: Or, the British Songster. A New and Select Collection of the ... - Страница 200
1782 - 324 страници
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The girls' book of poetry, a selection from British and American poets

Girls - 1883 - 162 страници
...dee ? Or why am I spared to cry, Wae is me ? My father urged me sair : my mither didna speak ; But she look'd in my face till my heart was like to break ; They gied him my hand — my heart was in the sea — And so Robin Gray he was gudeman to me. AULD...

The Drama, Painting, Poetry, and Song: Embracing a Complete History of the ...

Albert Ellery Berg - 1884 - 824 страници
...court - ing me. why do I live to say, O wae's me I My father argued sair — my mither didna speak, But she look'd in my face till my heart was like to break, They gied him my hand, tho' my heart was at the sea; And auld Robin Gray is gudeman to me. I hadna...

Bell's Ladies' Reader: a Class-book of Poetry for Schools and Families. With ...

David Charles Bell - 1885 - 344 страници
...Jennie dee ? Oh ! why was I spared to cry, Wae's me ! My father urgit sair ; my mother didna speak, But she look'd in my face till my heart was like to break ; They gied him my hand, but my heart was at the sea ; Sae auld Robin Gray he was gudeman to me. O...

The Popular Songs of Scotland with Their Appropriate Melodies

George Farquhar Graham - 1887 - 436 страници
...Jeanie dee ? And why do I live to say, wae's me ? My father urged me sair. my mither didna speak. But she look'd in my face till my heart was like to break. So they gi'ed him my hand, though my heart was at the sea, And auld Robin Gray is gndeman to me. I hadna been a wife a week but...

Famous Single and Fugitive Poems

Rossiter Johnson - 1890 - 394 страници
...dee ? Or why was I spared to cry, Wae's me l My faither urged me sair, my mither did na speak, But she look'd in my face till my heart was like to break : They gi'ed him my hand, though my heart was at sea, — So auld Robin Gray is gudeman to me ! I had...

The Blue Poetry Book

Andrew Lang - 1891 - 816 страници
...didna Jamie dee, Or why do I live to cry, Wae's me ? My father urgit sair : my mother didna speak ; But she look'd in my face till my heart was like to break : They gi'ed him my hand, but my heart was at the sea : Sae auld Robin Gray he was gudeman to me. I...

The thousand best songs in the world, selected and arranged by E.W. Cole

Edward William Cole - 1892 - 412 страници
...Jenny dee ? Oh 1 why was I spared to cry, Wae's me ! My father urged me sair ; my mither didna speak, She look'd in my face till my heart was like to break. So they gied him my hand, though my heart was at the sea, Now auld Robin Gray is gudeman to me. I badna been a wife a week but...

The Library of Choice Literature and Encyclopædia of Universal Authorship ...

Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Charles Gibbon - 1893 - 484 страници
...Jamie dee? Or, why am I spared to cry, Wae is me? My father argued sair— my mother didna speak, But she look'd in my face till my heart was like to break ; They gii ni him my hand, but my heart was in the sea; And so Auld Bobin Gray, he was gudeman to me....

The Heart of Oak Books, Книга 5

Kate Stephens, Charles Eliot Norton, George Henry Browne - 1895 - 392 страници
...Or, wherefore am I spared to cry out, Woe is me! My father argued sair—my mother didna speak, But she look'd in my face till my heart was like to break: They gied him my hand, but my heart was in the sea; And so Auld Eobin Gray, he was gudeman to me. I...

The Love-letters of Mr. H. & Miss R.: 1775-1779

James Hackman, Martha Reay, Sir Herbert Croft - 1895 - 248 страници
...his spur. And again, after lying in bed ten months at Demotica. .... Though my mother could na speak. She look'd in my face till my heart was like to break. The Abra of Prior's Solomon. When she, with modest scorn, the wreath return'd, Reclin'd her beauteous...




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