Old Scotch Songs and PoemsOxford University Press, 1927 - 463 стор. |
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Сторінка 94 - Now let this wilfu' grief be done, And dry that cheek so pale ; Young Frank is chief of Errington And lord of Langley-dale ; His step is first in peaceful ha', His sword in battle keen ' — But aye she loot the tears down fa
Сторінка 138 - I've heard them lilting, at our ewe-milking Lasses a' lilting before dawn of day : But now they are moaning, on ilka green loaning, The Flowers of the forest are a
Сторінка 108 - 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 272 - He hadna gane a step, a step, A step but barely ane, When a bout flew out of our goodly ship, And the salt sea it came in. ' Gae, fetch a web o' the silken claith, Another o' the twine, And wap them into our ship's side, And let na the sea come in.
Сторінка 268 - O wha is this has done this deed, And tauld the king o' me, To send us out, at this time of the year, To sail upon the sea?
Сторінка 54 - Whate'er ye do, when out o' view, Be cautious aye before folk. Consider, lad, how folk will crack, And what a great affair they'll mak' O' naething but a simple smack, That's gi'en or ta'en before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk; Nor gie the tongue o' auld or young Occasion to come o'er folk.
Сторінка 288 - O that I were where Helen lies! Night and day on me she cries; Out of my bed she bids me rise, Says, 'Haste, and come to me!
Сторінка 82 - Lamentin' her viduity. Her grief brak out sae fierce and fell, I thought her heart wad burst the shell ; And — I was sae left to mysel' — I sell't her an annuity. The bargain lookit fair eneugh — She just was turned o' saxty-three ; I couldna guessed she'd prove sae teugh, By human ingenuity.
Сторінка 36 - Will ye no come back again ? Will ye no come back again ? Better lo'ed ye canna be, Will ye no come back again...
Сторінка 256 - Grumlie swore by the light o' the moon. And the green leaves on the tree, That he could do more work in a day Than his wife could do in three. His wife rose up in the morning Wi' cares and troubles enow— John Grumlie, bide at hame, John, And I'll go haud the plow.