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Page 141
... EWIE WI ' THE CROOKIT HORN . ANOTHER excellent song of old Skinner's . Were I but able to rehearse My Ewie's praise in proper verse , I'd sound it forth as loud and fierce As ever piper's drone could blaw ; The Ewie wi ' the crookit ...
... EWIE WI ' THE CROOKIT HORN . ANOTHER excellent song of old Skinner's . Were I but able to rehearse My Ewie's praise in proper verse , I'd sound it forth as loud and fierce As ever piper's drone could blaw ; The Ewie wi ' the crookit ...
Page 142
... Ewie never play'd the like , But tyc'd about the barn wa ' ; My Ewie never play'd the like , & c . A better or a thriftier beast , Nae honest man could weel hae wist , For silly thing she never mist , To hae ilk ' year a lamb or twa ...
... Ewie never play'd the like , But tyc'd about the barn wa ' ; My Ewie never play'd the like , & c . A better or a thriftier beast , Nae honest man could weel hae wist , For silly thing she never mist , To hae ilk ' year a lamb or twa ...
Page 143
... Ewie , horn and a ' ; I sought her sair upo ' the morn , And down aneath a buss o ' thorn I got my Ewie's crookit horn , But my Ewie was awa ' . I got my Ewie's crookit horn , & c . O ! gin I had the loun that did it , Sworn I have as ...
... Ewie , horn and a ' ; I sought her sair upo ' the morn , And down aneath a buss o ' thorn I got my Ewie's crookit horn , But my Ewie was awa ' . I got my Ewie's crookit horn , & c . O ! gin I had the loun that did it , Sworn I have as ...
Page 144
... Ewie stown awa ' , My Ewie wi ' the crookit horn , & c . O ! had she died o ' crook or cauld , As Ewies do when they grow auld , It wad na been , by mony fauld , Sae sair a heart to nane o's a ' : For a ' the claith that we hae worn ...
... Ewie stown awa ' , My Ewie wi ' the crookit horn , & c . O ! had she died o ' crook or cauld , As Ewies do when they grow auld , It wad na been , by mony fauld , Sae sair a heart to nane o's a ' : For a ' the claith that we hae worn ...
Page 269
... ewie wi ' the crookit horn . The flowers of the forest The day returns , my bosom burns ( Burns ) The flowers of the forest ( part II . ) The Gaberlunzie - m an The gardener wi ' his paidle The Highland character The lazy mist ( Burns ) ...
... ewie wi ' the crookit horn . The flowers of the forest The day returns , my bosom burns ( Burns ) The flowers of the forest ( part II . ) The Gaberlunzie - m an The gardener wi ' his paidle The Highland character The lazy mist ( Burns ) ...
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amang auld lang syne baith ballad Blythe bonie lass bosom braes Burns CALIFORNIA LIBRARY canna cauld Child Maurice COCKPEN crookit horn cry'd dear dearie dinna e'er Edinburgh Ewie fair Findlay frae Fy let gallant gang gangrel grows bonnie wi gude gypsie laddie hame heart Highland Hughie Graham Jamie Johny Jolly Beggars kebars lady laird lassie Leader-Haughs Lord maun meikle merry mony morning Nansy ne'er never night O'er the moor old song owre poem Rob Roy ROBERT BURNS rue grows bonnie sang Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum sing snaw sodger laddie stanza sweet sword thee thou thro thyme Tibbie tune UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA verse warn Watty weel whare wife Willie wither'd Woo'd and married Yarrow ye'll ye're young
Popular passages
Page 127 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o...
Page 136 - It is the moon, I ken her horn, That's blinkin' in the lift sae hie ; She shines sae bright to wyle us hame, But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee ! We are na fou, &c.
Page 112 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Page 112 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer, A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!
Page 105 - Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Page 127 - And surely I'll be mine; And we'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne.
Page 43 - When I upon thy bosom lean, And fondly clasp thee, a' my ain, I glory in the sacred ties That made us ane wha ance were twain ; A mutual flame inspires us baith, The tender look, the melting kiss ; Even years shall ne'er destroy our love But only gie us change o
Page 167 - T do confess thou'rt smooth and fair, And I might have gone near to love thee. Had I not found the slightest prayer That lips could speak, had power to move thee; But I can let thee now alone, As worthy to be loved by none.
Page 250 - CHORUS. A fig for those by law protected ! Liberty's a glorious feast ! Courts for cowards were erected, Churches built to please the priest.
Page 230 - The Jolly Beggars, for humorous description and nice discrimination of character, is inferior to no poem of the same length in the whole range of English poetry. The scene, indeed, is laid in the very lowest department of low life, the actors being a set of strolling vagrants met to carouse and barter their rags and plunder for liquor in a hedge ale-house.