| 1839 - 870 páginas
...fragrant shade I clavp'd her to my bosom I The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie j For dear to me. as light and life, Was my sweet Highland...embrace Our parting was fu* tender ; And pledging oft to meet again We tore ourserVes .-under : But oh! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower... | |
| Robert Burns - 1818 - 346 páginas
...the gay, green 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,...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... | |
| Society of ancient Scots - 1821 - 226 páginas
...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... | |
| Joseph Robertson, Society of Ancient Scots - 1821 - 414 páginas
...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...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... | |
| Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 418 páginas
...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...pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; Hut Oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early ! Now green's the sod, and cauld's... | |
| British poets - 1822 - 274 páginas
...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...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 Clinton Robertson - 1822 - 414 páginas
...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...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... | |
| British anthology - 1825 - 464 páginas
...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... | |
| Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 756 páginas
...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 and life, Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We... | |
| 1826 - 792 páginas
...rich the hawthorn's blossom, " As underneath their fragrant shade, " I clasped her to my bosom ! " The golden hours, on angel wings, " Flew o'er me and...aft to meet again, " We tore oursels asunder. " But, oh ! fell death's untimely frost, " That nipt my flower sae early ! — " Now green's the sod, and... | |
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