 | Robert Burns - 1818 - 346 стор.
...hirk, How rieh the hawthorn's hlossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I elasp'd her to my hosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and...life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vOW, and loek'd emhraee, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore ourse Is asunder... | |
 | Joseph Robertson, Society of Ancient Scots - 1821 - 414 стор.
...him. How sweetly bloom'd the gay, green birk. How rich the hawthorn's blossom ! As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden...me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. The gleam of bliss, unhappily, was but transient. The object of this passion died early in life, and... | |
 | 1821 - 154 стор.
...For there I took the last farewell, Oi my dear Highland Maiy. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green kirk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom : As underneath her...on angel wings ; Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For (ivar to me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' money a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our... | |
 | Society of ancient Scots - 1821 - 226 стор.
...rich the hawthorn's blossom ! . ° As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom 1 The golden hours on angel wings, Flew o'er me and...me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. The gleam of bliss, unhappily, was but transient. The object of this passion died early in life, and... | |
 | 1821 - 724 стор.
...youthful courtships, when, as he says with inimitable sweetness, The golden hours, on angel wings, Hew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life, Was my young Highland Alary. A sort of pensive moral pathos seems, in his earlier pieces, to have been a predominant... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 274 стор.
...Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden...me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. i Young's Night Thought*. AULD LANG SYNE. 171 Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu'... | |
 | Joseph Robertson, Society of Ancient Scots, London - 1822 - 458 стор.
...him. How sweetly bloom'd the gay, green hirk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ! As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden...me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. The gleam of bliss, unhappily, was but transient. The object of this passion died early in life, and... | |
 | James M'Henry - 1824 - 276 стор.
...prisoners could be conveyed without risk or difficulty to their destination. CHAP. XXII. With many a vow and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging oft to meet again, We tore ourselves asunder. BCKHS. As the party proceeded to Mr. Agnew's, the lovers... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 756 стор.
...Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom! The golden...and my dearie; For dear to me, as light and life, Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 464 стор.
...blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! Tin: golden hours, on augel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me,...as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mimy a Vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore... | |
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O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk , How rich the hawthorn's blossom , As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me , as light... 
