 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 460 стор.
...sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green vallies below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy chrystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1806 - 450 стор.
...blow ; There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And...Mary resides ;* How wanton thy waters her snowy feet laye, As gathering sweet flow'rets she stems thy clear wave. Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green... | |
 | Robert Burns, Thomas Park - 1808 - 330 стор.
...sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft as mild evening weeps over...thy waters her snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flowerets she stems thy clear wave. Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 стор.
...below, 'Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow; There oft as mild evening weeps over the lee, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy...thy waters her snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flowerets she stems thy clear wave. SONG. rpHE gloomy night is gathering fast, Lond roars the wild... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1811 - 416 стор.
...my eye. I. 151 IV. How pleasant thy banks and green vallies below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft as mild evening weeps over...gathering sweet flow'rets she stems thy clear wave. VI. Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1814 - 306 стор.
...sweet .cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented hirk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides. And winds by the cot where... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1815 - 364 стор.
...birk shades my Mary and me. Thy erystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides. And winds by 'the eot where my Mary resides; How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flowerets she stems thy elear wave. Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1816 - 468 стор.
...sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks, and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft as mild evening weeps over...snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flow'rets, she steams the clear wave. Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1818 - 346 стор.
...shades my Mary and me. Thy erystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds hy the eot w here my Mary resides ; How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flowerets she stems thy eleat Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green hraes, Flow gently, sweet river,... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1822 - 440 стор.
...sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds... | |
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Far marked with the courses of clear winding rills! There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow! There oft, as mild... 
