 | John Bell - 1797 - 436 стор.
...love. Patie to me is dearer than my breath, But want of him I dread nae other skaiih. There's nane of a' the herds that tread the green Has sic a smile,...sic a taking art, His words they thirle like music through my heart. How blythely can he sport, and gently rave, And jest at feckless fears that fright... | |
 | 1797 - 448 стор.
...dearer than my breath, But want of him I dread nae other skaith. There's nane of a' the herds th*t tread the green Has sic a smile, or sic twa glancing...sic a taking art, His words they thirle like music through my heart. How blythely can he sport, and gently rave, And jest at feckless fears that fright... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1808 - 198 стор.
...Sic coarse-spun thoughts as thae want pith to move My settled mind ; I'm o'er far gane in love. Patie to me is dearer than my breath, But want o' him I...the green Has sic a smile, or sic twa glancing een : An 3 then he speaks wi' sic a taking art, His words they thirl like music through my heart. How blythly... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1808 - 508 стор.
...love. Patie to me is dearer than my breath, But want of him I dread no other skaith. There's nane of a' the herds that tread the green Has sic a smile, or sic twa glancing een : And then he speaks with sic a taking art, His words they thirl like music through my heart. How blythly can he sport,... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1815 - 194 стор.
...coarse-spun thoughts as thae want pith to move My settled mind ; Fm o'er far gane in love. v Patie to me is- dearer than my breath, But want o' him I...the green. Has sic a smile, or sic twa glancing een : An' then he speaks wi' sic a taking art, " iHis words they thirl like musk thro' my heart. , How... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 420 стор.
...love. Patie to me is dearer than my breath, But want of him I dread nae other skaith*. There's nane of a' the herds that tread the green Has sic a smile, or sic twa glancing een. And then he speaks with sic a taking art, His words-they thirle like music thro' my heart. How blythly can he sport, and... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 418 стор.
...a' the herds that tread the green Has sic a smile, or sic twa glancing een. And then he speaks with sic a taking art, His words they thirle like music thro' my heart. How blythly can he sport, and gently rave, And jest at little fears that fright the lave. Ilk day that... | |
 | William Carr - 1828 - 376 стор.
...fyre fast snering out." Doug. Virgil, p. 215. THIRL, To bore, to pierce, per Metathasin, thrill. " And then he speaks wi sic a taking art, His words they thirl like music thro my heart." " And hus herte thorled." P. Plou. " That with a spere was thirled... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1851 - 192 стор.
...love. Patie to me is dearer than my breath ; But want of him I dread nae other skaith. There 's nane of a' the herds that tread the green Has sic a smile,...then he speaks wi' sic a taking art, His words they thrill like music through my heart ; How blythely can he sport, and gently rave, And jest at feckless... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1851 - 364 стор.
...love. Patie to me is dearer than my breath; But want of him I dread nae other skaith. There's nane of a' the herds that tread the green Has sic a smile, or sic twa glancing een. And then he speaks with sic a taking art, His words they thirle like music thro' my heart. How blythly can he sport, and... | |
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And then he speaks with sic a taking art, His words they thirle like music thro' my heart. How blythly can he sport, and gently rave, And jest at feckless fears that fright the lave ! Ilk day that he's alane upon the hill, He reads fell books that teach... 
