The Tea-table Miscellany: Or, a Collection of Scots Sangs. In Three Volumes. The Ninth Edition, ... by Allan Ramsay. ...sold, 1733 - 356 páginas |
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... green plains And I'll awa to bony Tweed fide As early I walk'd on the firft of sweet May Altho ' I be but a country lass Page 37 41 50 56 63 65 69 70 72 95 96 106 143 147 179 184 As As I fat at my fpinning wheel Adieu the pleasant.
... green plains And I'll awa to bony Tweed fide As early I walk'd on the firft of sweet May Altho ' I be but a country lass Page 37 41 50 56 63 65 69 70 72 95 96 106 143 147 179 184 As As I fat at my fpinning wheel Adieu the pleasant.
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... lass , of whom I'm vogie ; For these are toys and ftill look lefs , Compar'd with Katharine Ogie . But I fear the gods have not decreed For me fo fine a creature , Whose beauty rare makes her exceed All other works in nature . Clouds of ...
... lass , of whom I'm vogie ; For these are toys and ftill look lefs , Compar'd with Katharine Ogie . But I fear the gods have not decreed For me fo fine a creature , Whose beauty rare makes her exceed All other works in nature . Clouds of ...
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... lass , Yet a lofty mind I bear - O , And think my fell as good as those That rich apparel wear .0 . Altho ' my gown be hame fpun gray , My skin it is as faft O , As them that fatin weeds do wear , And carry their heads aloft -0 . What ...
... lass , Yet a lofty mind I bear - O , And think my fell as good as those That rich apparel wear .0 . Altho ' my gown be hame fpun gray , My skin it is as faft O , As them that fatin weeds do wear , And carry their heads aloft -0 . What ...
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... lass , My mither left dollars to me ; But now I'm brought to a poor pass , My step - dame has gart them flee . My father he's aften frae hame , And the plays T3 My ( 209 ) The young Ladies Thanks to the Repenting Virgin, for ...
... lass , My mither left dollars to me ; But now I'm brought to a poor pass , My step - dame has gart them flee . My father he's aften frae hame , And the plays T3 My ( 209 ) The young Ladies Thanks to the Repenting Virgin, for ...
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Página 109 - Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch, To gain or lose it all.
Página 253 - William, who high upon the yard, Rock'd with the billows to and fro. Soon as her well-known voice he heard, He sigh'd and cast his eyes below: The cord slides swiftly through his glowing hands. And, (quick as lightning, ) on the deck he stands.
Página 147 - ... of thy fault, Thy pledge and broken oath ! And give me back my maiden vow, And give me back my troth.
Página 273 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Página 216 - Just entered in her teens, Fair as the day, and sweet as May, Fair as the day, and always gay. My Peggy is a young thing, And I'm not very auld, Yet well I like to meet her at The wauking of the fauld. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, Whene'er we meet alane, I wish nae mair to lay my care, — I wish nae mair of a' that's rare. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, To a' the lave I'm cauld; But she gars a' my spirits glow, At wauking of the fauld.
Página 271 - Oh, so true, so kind was he ! Damon was the pride of nature, Charming in his every feature; Damon liv'd alone for me: Melting kisses, Murmuring blisses ; Who so liv'd and lov'd as we!
Página 249 - tis none of mine. Yet send me back my heart and eyes, That I may know, and see thy lies, And may laugh and joy, when thou Art in anguish And dost languish For some one That will none, Or prove as false as thou art now.
Página 268 - And when she looks down on my grave, Let her own that her shepherd was true. Then to her new love let her go. And deck her in golden array ; Be...
Página 48 - Still as his mother favoured you, Threw a new flaming dart. Each gloried in their wanton part ; To make a lover, he Employed the utmost of his art — To make a beauty, she.
Página 267 - twas a pleasure too great ; I listen'd, and cried when she sung, Was nightingale ever so sweet ! How foolish was I to believe, She could dote on so lowly a clown, Or that her fond heart would not grieve To forsake the fine folk of the town ; To think that a beauty so gay So kind and so constant...