 THE LASS OF PATIE'S MILL.(i) THE lass of Patie's mill, So bonny, blyth, and gay, In spite of all my skill, She stole my heart away. When tedding of the hay, Bare-headed on the green, Love 'midst her locks did play, And wanton'd in her een. Her arms white,...  A Collection of Old Ballads ... - Сторінка 241редактори - 1725Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1714 - 430 стор.
...blyth and gay, In fplte of all my fkill, She ftole my heart aBare - head - ed on the green, Love 'midft her locks did play, And wan-ton'd in her een. Her arms, white, round and fmooth, Breads rifing in their dawn, To Age it would give youth, To prefs 'em with his hand. Thro' all my fpirits... | |
 | 1725 - 324 стор.
...'midft her Locks did play, And wanton'd in her Een. Her Arms white, round and fmooth, Breafts rifmg in their Dawn, To Age it wou'd give Youth, To prefs...with his Hand. Thro' all my Spirits ran An Extafy of Blns, When I fuch Sweetnefs fand Wrapt in a balmy Kifs. Without the Help of Art, Like Flowers which... | |
 | 1725 - 328 стор.
...all my Skill, Hath ftole my Heart away. When tedding of the Hay Bare-headed on the Green, Love 'midft her Locks did play, And wanton'd in her Een. Her Arms white, round and fmooth, Breafts rif1ng in their Dawn, To Age it wou'd give Youth, To prefs 'em with his Hand. Thro' all my Spirits... | |
 | 1725 - 328 стор.
...all my Skill, Hath flole my Heart away. When tedding of the Hay Bare-headed on the Green, Love 'midft her Locks did play, And wanton'd in her Een. Her Arms white, round and fmooth, Breads rifing in their Dawn, To Age it wou'd give Youth, To prefs 'em with his Hand. Thro' all my Spirits... | |
 | 1729 - 284 стор.
...tedding of the hay, Bare-headed on .the green, Love 'midfther locks, did play, And wanton'd in her eyn. Her arms, white, round and fmooth, . Breafts rifing...• To age it wou'd give youth 'To prefs 'em with Jus hand.* •'• .Thro* all my fpirits ran An extafy of bhfs When I much fweetnels fand, Wrapt in... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1750 - 492 стор.
...all my skill, Hath ftole my heart away. When tedding of the hay Bare-headed on the green, Love 'midft her locks did play,. And' wanton'd in her een. Her...and fmooth,. Breafts rifing in their dawn, To age it would give yoixh, To prefs 'em with his hand, Thro* all my fpirits ran An extafy of blifs, When I fuch... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1761 - 270 стор.
...'midll her locks did play, Aad wanton'd in her eeij. Her arms white, round and fmooth, Breafts rifmg in their dawn, To age it wou'd give youth, To prefs 'em with his hand. Thro' all my fpirits ran An extafy of blifs, When I fuch fweetnefs fand Wrapt in a balmy kifs. 16 Without the hejp... | |
 | Goldfinch - 1782 - 318 стор.
...my (kill, Hath ftole my heart away. When tedding of the hay, Bare headed on the green, Love 'midft her locks did play, And wanton'd in her een. Her arms...and fmooth, Breafts rifing in their dawn, To age it would give youth To prefs 'em with his hand : Through all my fpirits ran An extacy of blifs, When I... | |
 | 1782 - 348 стор.
...tedding of the hay Bare headed on the green, Love 'midft her locks did play, And wanton'd in her ecu. Her arms, white, round, and fmooth, Breafts rifing in their dawn, To age it would give youth, To prefs 'em with his hand : Through all my fpiriu ran An extafy of blifs, When I... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1788 - 502 стор.
...all my fkill, Hath ftole my heart away. When tedding of the hay Bare-headed on the green, Love 'midft her locks did play, And wanton'd in her een. Her arms, white, round and fmooth, Breatts rifing in their dawn, . To age it would give youth, To prcfs them with his hand. Thro' all... | |
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