 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 460 стор.
...charge you disturb not my slumbering fair. How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills; There daily...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... | |
 | Lyre - 1806 - 204 стор.
...charge you disturb not my slumbering fair. How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills ; There daily...sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green vallies below, Where wild in the woodlands thy primroses blow; There oft, as mild evening weeps over... | |
 | Robert Burns, Thomas Park - 1808 - 330 стор.
...How lofIy, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding i ills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks...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... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 стор.
...charge you disturb not my slumbering fair. How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Par mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills; There daily...primroses blow; There oft as mild evening weeps over the lee, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1811 - 416 стор.
...^ou disturb not my slumbering fair. III. How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills . There daily...high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. I. 151 IV. How pleasant thy banks and green vallies below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1814 - 306 стор.
...charge you disturb not my slumbering fair. How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My (locks and my Mary's sweet .cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1815 - 364 стор.
...of elear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My floeks and my Mary's sweet eot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys...There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-seented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy erystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides. And winds... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1816 - 468 стор.
...fair. How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear, wiinding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My...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... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 274 стор.
...charge you disturb not my slumbering fair. How lofiy, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills ; There daily...Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow; There ofi as mild ev'ning weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. . i BONNIE BELL.... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 464 стор.
...charge you, disturb not my slumbering fair. How lofty, sweet Afton! thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills ! There daily...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 mark'd 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... 
