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The Tea-table Miscellany: A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots and ..., Том 2
Повний перегляд - 1775
The Tea-Table Miscellany: A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots and English. 2 ...
Попередній перегляд недоступний - 2018
appear arms auld beauty blyth bonny braes breaſt charms comely cou'd dance dear delight e'er ev'ry eyes face fair fate fear fields fire firſt flame frae gang give grace green hame hand happy hear heart heaven hills hope I'll Jenny keep kind king kiſs laddie lady land laſs leave light live look love thee lover maid mair maun meet mind morning mourning move muſt ne'er never night o'er pain Peggy play pleaſe pleaſure poor prove riſe round ſae ſaid ſay ſee ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſigh ſing ſmiles ſome SONG ſoon ſoul ſtill ſuch ſwain ſweet tell thee theſe thine thing thou thought thouſand true tune wife wiſh Yarrow yield young youth
Сторінка 233 - Flows Yarrow sweet? as sweet, as sweet flows Tweed, As green its grass, its gowan as yellow, As sweet smells on its braes the birk, The apple frae the rock as mellow.
Сторінка 175 - Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see; My love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysel
Сторінка 141 - Margaret's name, And thrice he wept full sore ; Then laid his cheek to her cold grave, And word...
Сторінка 122 - To yield thee all a maiden durst. Thou swore for ever true to prove, Thy faith unchang'd, unchang'd thy love; But quick as thought the change is wrought, Thy love's no mair, thy promise nought. Balow, my boy, etc. I wish I were a maid again! From young men's...
Сторінка 84 - A painted Room, and silken Bed, May please a Lawland Laird and Lady; But I can kiss, and be as glad, Behind a Bush in's Highland Plaidy. Few Compliments between us pass, I ca' him my Dear Highland Laddie, And he ca's me his Lawland Lass; Syne rows me in beneath his Plaidy.
Сторінка 140 - How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake? How could you win my virgin heart, Yet leave that heart to break?
Сторінка 205 - Just entered in her teens, Fair as the day, and sweet as May, Fair as the day, and always gay. My Peggy is a young thing, And I'm not very auld, Yet well I like to meet her at The wauking of the fauld. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, Whene'er we meet alane, I wish nae mair to lay my care, — I wish nae mair of a' that's rare. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, To a' the lave I'm cauld; But she gars a' my spirits glow, At wauking of the fauld.
Сторінка 102 - Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch, To gain or lose it all.