The Scottish Minstrel: Being a Complete Collection of Burns' Songs ; Together with His Correspondence with Mr. Thomson ; to which is Added and New and Complete GlossaryBenjamin Warner, 1818 - 312 Seiten |
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... sir , your very humble servant , R. BURNS . P. S. I have some particular reasons for wish- ing my interference to be known as little as pos sible . Dear sir , No. III . Mr. THOMSON to Mr. Mr. GEORGE THOMSON . 7.
... sir , your very humble servant , R. BURNS . P. S. I have some particular reasons for wish- ing my interference to be known as little as pos sible . Dear sir , No. III . Mr. THOMSON to Mr. Mr. GEORGE THOMSON . 7.
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... Dear sir , No. III . Mr. THOMSON to Mr. BURNS . Edinburgh , 13th Oct. 1792 . I received with much satisfaction your pleasant and obliging letter , and I return my warmest ae- knowledgments for the enthusiasm with which you have entered ...
... Dear sir , No. III . Mr. THOMSON to Mr. BURNS . Edinburgh , 13th Oct. 1792 . I received with much satisfaction your pleasant and obliging letter , and I return my warmest ae- knowledgments for the enthusiasm with which you have entered ...
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... dear sir , & c . No. IV . Mr. BURNS to Mr. THOMSON . My dear sir , Let me tell you , that you are too fastidious in your ideas of songs and ballads . I own that your criticisms are just ; the songs you specify in your list have all but ...
... dear sir , & c . No. IV . Mr. BURNS to Mr. THOMSON . My dear sir , Let me tell you , that you are too fastidious in your ideas of songs and ballads . I own that your criticisms are just ; the songs you specify in your list have all but ...
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... dear sir , that all the songs in your collection , shall be poetry of the first merit , I am afraid you will find more difficulty in the undertaking , than you are aware of . There is a peculiar rhythmus in many of our airs , and a ne ...
... dear sir , that all the songs in your collection , shall be poetry of the first merit , I am afraid you will find more difficulty in the undertaking , than you are aware of . There is a peculiar rhythmus in many of our airs , and a ne ...
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... dear sir , 14th November , 1792 . I agree with you that the song , Katharine Ogie , is very poor stuff , and unworthy , altogether un- worthy , of so beautiful an air . I tried to mend it ; but the awkward sound Ogie , recurring so ...
... dear sir , 14th November , 1792 . I agree with you that the song , Katharine Ogie , is very poor stuff , and unworthy , altogether un- worthy , of so beautiful an air . I tried to mend it ; but the awkward sound Ogie , recurring so ...
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ae night ain dear Allan Allan Ramsay alter amang auld auld lang syne ballad bard beautiful blythe bonie bonnie bosom braes breast BURNS Caledonia Cauld charming Chloris CHORUS claute Coila dainty Davie dear sir dearest dearie Deil delight e'en Edinburgh English song fair fancy favourite flowers frae give glen hame happy heart heaven Highland ilka John Anderson lass lassie Lassie wi Leiger lo'es Lord Gregory lover mair Mary maun merit mony morning muse Museum Nancy Nanie ne'er never o'er Phillis Pindar pleased pleasure poet poetry Rob Morris Robin Adair Saw ye Scotland Scots Scottish sing sparklin stanza suit sung sweet syne taste thee There's thine THOMSON thro tune verses wander weary wee thing whistle wild Willie Wilt thou winding young Jessie
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Seite 207 - And they hae taen his very heart's blood, And drank it round and round; And still the more and more they drank, Their joy did more abound. John Barleycorn was a hero bold, Of noble enterprise ; For if you do but taste his blood, Twill make your courage rise. 'Twill make a man forget his woe; 'Twill heighten all his joy : 'Twill make the widow's heart to sing, Tho
Seite 200 - MY luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June : O, my luve's like the melodie That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a
Seite 18 - 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 and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder; But, Oh!
Seite 137 - Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Seite 136 - Man for a That IS there, for honest poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that ? The coward slave we pass him by, We dare be poor for a' that. For a
Seite 137 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that ; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a
Seite 230 - O, WERT thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.
Seite 136 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that. " What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a
Seite 16 - A WINSOME WEE THING. SHE is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonnie wee thing, This sweet wee wife o
Seite 201 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun! And I will love thee still, my dear, While the sands o