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" Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see : My Love was clad in the black velvet, And I myself in cramasie. "
Essays of Elia - Página 211
por Charles Lamb - 1835 - 412 páginas
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Palgrave's Golden Treasury

1908 - 376 páginas
...inclemencie ; 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see ; My Love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. Fair Helen 95 But had I wist, before I kist, That love...
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The Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics, with Notes

1908 - 464 páginas
...cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town 30 We were a comely sight to see; My Love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. But had I wist, before I kist, That love had been sae ill...
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The Pageant of English Poetry

Robert Maynard Leonard - 1909 - 636 páginas
...inclemencie ; 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry. But my Love's heart grawn cauld to me, When we came in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see ; My Love was cled in black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. But had I wist, before I kist, That love had been sae...
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The Edinburgh Book of Scottish Verse, 1300-1900, Parte1

William Macneile Dixon - 1910 - 974 páginas
...inclemency ; 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was cled in the black velvet, And I mysel in cramasie. But had I wist before I kiss'd That love had been...
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The Home Book of Verse, American and English ..., Volumen3,Páginas 843-1252

1912 - 432 páginas
...inclemencie; 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we cam in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see; My Love was clad in black velvet. And I mysel in cramasie. But had I wist, before I kissed, That love had been sae ill to win ; 1 had locked...
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British Poems, from "Canterbury Tales" to "Recessional"

Percy Adams Hutchinson - 1912 - 572 páginas
...inclemencie; 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see; , My Love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie.3 But had I wist, before I kist, That love had been sae...
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The Last Essays of Elia

Charles Lamb - 1913 - 344 páginas
...which he made his entry into Glasgow on that morning to fetch the bride home, or carry her thither, I forget which. It so completely made out the stanza...was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramasie. Glasgow came back upon his fancy, not as a humiliating contrast, but as a fair occasion for reverting...
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Aberdeen University Review, Volumen3

1916 - 402 páginas
...inclemencie ; 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see ; My Love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. But had I wist, before I kist, That love had been sae ill...
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The Warner Library, Volumen10

Charles Dudley Warner, John William Cunliffe, Ashley Horace Thorndike, Harry Morgan Ayres, Helen Rex Keller, Gerhard Richard Lomer - 1917 - 816 páginas
...to lightly me, . . And I working her will? .... . .,•, ,. 5-875 When We came in by Glasgow t<ym, We were a comely sight to see; My love was clad in the black velvet;--^ And I myself in cramasie. But had I wist, before I kissed, That love had been...
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The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1918, Volumen1

1918 - 2030 páginas
...inclemencie; 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we cam in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see; My Love was clad in black velvet. And I mysel in cramasie. But had I wist, before I kissed, That love had been sae ill to win; 1 had locked...
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