The Tea-table Miscellany: A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots and English. In Four Volumes. By Allan Ramsay, Số phát hành 420A. Donaldson and J. Reid. For A. Donaldson, 1762 - 448 trang |
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Alake auld baith beauty Becauſe blate blefs'd blifs blyth bofom bonny braes breaft Broom of Cowdenknows charms chearful cou'd cry'd dear defire defpair delight deroll didle drink e'er ev'ry eyes faft faid fair falfe fcorn fhall fhepherd fhine fhou'd fighs filly fince fing fleep fmiles foft fome foon forrow foul fpring frae ftill fuch fwain fweet gowans are gay grace green hame happy heart highland laddie houſe Invermay Jeany Jenny kifs laddie laffie lafs laft Lochaber lov'd lover maid maun merry morning mufic muft muſt nae mair ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion pain Peggy pleaſe pleaſure rife Rob Morris rofe ſhall ſhe ſmile SONG ſpeak ſweet Syne tell thee thefe There's theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand tune Twas wawking Whilft Whofe wife wine wou'd Yarrow young
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Trang 236 - 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?
Trang 211 - My love as he had not been a lover. "The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest— 'twas my...
Trang 218 - Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain ; Let me kiss off that falling tear ; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds ; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
Trang 354 - Thus when Philomela drooping Softly seeks her silent mate, See the bird of Juno stooping ; Melody resigns to fate.
Trang 332 - O dinna ye mind, young man," said she, "When ye was in the tavern a drinking, That ye made the healths gae round and round, And slighted Barbara Allan?" He turnd his face unto the wall, And death was with him dealing: "Adieu, adieu, my dear friends all, And be kind to Barbara Allan.
Trang 338 - The solemn boding sound, And thus in dying words bespoke The virgins weeping round...
Trang 156 - Sae my true love did lightly me. O waly, waly but love be bonny, A little time while it is new, But when 't is auld it waxeth cauld And fades away like morning dew.
Trang 231 - 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...
Trang 283 - Till our Love was lov'd out in us both: But our Marriage is dead, when the Pleasure is fled : 'Twas Pleasure first made it an Oath.
Trang 98 - I'd better not be. I gae then, my lass, to win honour and fame, And if I should...