The Harp of Caledonia...1821 |
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Página 114 - Fair lmed slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold. A belt of straw, and ivy buds, With coral clasps, and amber studs, And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love. The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For
Página 46 - Eske river where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Nethcrby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For A laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Helen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he enter'd the Netherby Hall, Among bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers and all; Then
Página 46 - the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young lord Lochinvar ?" " I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you deny'd;— Love swells like the
Página 46 - Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide— And now I am come, with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the
Página 14 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And clos'd for aye, the sparkling glance, That dwelt on me sae kindly; And mouldering now in silent dust, That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core, Shall live my Highland Mary.
Página 114 - And I will make thee beds of roses, And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle. A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we
Página 106 - star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early mom, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary, dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his
Página 114 - mountain, yield. And we will sit upon the rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses, And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle. A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we
Página 192 - Were better mate than I: And when I'm with my comrades met, Beneath the greenwood bough, What once we were we all forget, Nor think what we are now. " Yet Brignal banks are fresh and fair, And Greta woods are green, And you may gather garlands there, Would grace a summer queen
Página 52 - If Colin's weel, and weel content; I hae nae mair to crave; And gin I live to keep him sae, I'm blest aboon the lave. And shall I see his face again? And shall I hear him speak? I'm downright dizzy wi' the thought. In troth I'm like to greet. For there's nae luck,