 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 460 стор.
...sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Mori son. Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1806 - 450 стор.
...dance gaed thro' the lighted ha", To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw. Tho' Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', " Ye are na Mary Morison." O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake would... | |
 | 1809 - 574 стор.
...from being an unintelligible, and is moreover a very pretty word. ' Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha ? To thee my fancy look its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair and that was braw, And yon the... | |
 | Robert Burns, James Currie - 1814 - 502 стор.
...thee my faney took its wing, I sat, hut neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was hraw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', " Ye are na Mary Morison." O Mary, eanst thou wreek his peaee, Wha for thy sake wad... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 354 стор.
...conclusion of the other is as follows. " Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed through the lighted ha', To thee my Fancy took its wing, I...neither heard nor saw. Tho' this was fair, and that was bra', And yon the toast of a' the town, I sighed and said among them a', . Ye are na' Mary Morison."... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 338 стор.
...Yestreen, when to the tremblingwstring The dance gaed through the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took us wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw. Tho' this was fair, and that was bra', And yon the toast of a' the town, I sighed and said among them a', Ye are na' Mary Morison."... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 418 стор.
...sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was br . And you the toast of a' the towv O Mary, canst thou... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1822 - 232 стор.
...slippers. MAY MORISON enters singing. Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed through the lighted ha, To thee my fancy took its wing : I sat, but neither heard nor saw. (.Dresses her.) Eh ! help me, madam, you 've a martial look ; The bonnet fits you rarely — the sword,... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 464 стор.
...to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison ! Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha',. To thee...my fancy took its wing ; I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, ami said... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 388 стор.
...through the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw : Though this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', Ye are na Mary Morison. O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad gladly... | |
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Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd and said amang them a'; —... 
