Three Centuries of Scottish Literature, Volumen1Macmillan and Company, 1893 |
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Página 217 - 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.
Página 186 - A' for the sake of their true loves ; O lang, lang, may the ladyes sit, Wi' their fans into their hand, Before they see Sir Patrick Spens Come sailing to the strand ! And lang, lang, may the maidens sit, With their gowd kaims in their hair, A' waiting for their ain dear loves ! For them they'll see nae mair. Half-owre, half-owre to Aberdour, 'Tis fifty fathoms deep, And there lies gude Sir Patrick Spens, Wi
Página 217 - I thought it was a trusty tree; But first it bow'd, and syne it brak, Sae my true Love did lichtly me. O waly waly, but love be bonny A little time while it is new; But when 'tis auld, it waxeth cauld And fades awa
Página 145 - 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 185 - Ye lie, ye lie, ye liar loud ! Sae loud I hear ye lie : For Percy had not men yestreen To dight my men and me. " But I have dream'da dreary dream, Beyond the Isle of Skye ; I saw a dead man win a fight, And I think that man was I.
Página 145 - I'll make thee glorious by my pen, And famous by my sword. I'll serve thee in such noble ways Was never heard before : I'll crown and deck thee all with bays, And love thee evermore.
Página 152 - Spring, thou turn'st with all thy goodly train, Thy head with flames, thy mantle bright with flowers : The zephyrs curl the green locks of the plain, The clouds for joy in pearls weep down their showers.
Página 216 - Through the lang muir I have followed my Willie ; Through the lang muir I have followed him hame. Whatever betide us, nought shall divide us ; Love now rewards all my sorrow and pain. Here awa, there awa, here awa...
Página 26 - Heir is ane coird baith great and lang, Quhilk hangit Johne the Armistrang, Of gude hemp soft and sound : Gude halie peopill I stand for'd, Quha ever beis hangit with this cord, Neids never to be dround. The culum of Sanct...
Página 179 - Up then crew the red, red cock, And up and crew the gray; The eldest to the youngest said, " Tis time we were away." The cock he hadna craw'd but once, And clapp'd his wings at a', When the youngest to the eldest said, "Brother, we must awa'." "The cock doth craw, the day doth daw, The channerin' worm doth chide; Gin we be miss'd out o' our place, A sair pain we maun bide.