Poems, 第 2 卷trustees of the late James Morison, 1811 |
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... wandering Willie " 66 Song 13. " Braw , braw lads on Yarrow braes " Song 14. " There's auld Rob Morris , ” & c . · 68 · 69 71 · Song 15. " Oh , open the door , some pity to shew " Song 16. " When wild War's deadly blast was blawn ” 72 ...
... wandering Willie " 66 Song 13. " Braw , braw lads on Yarrow braes " Song 14. " There's auld Rob Morris , ” & c . · 68 · 69 71 · Song 15. " Oh , open the door , some pity to shew " Song 16. " When wild War's deadly blast was blawn ” 72 ...
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... wander on my banks , And listen mony a grateful bird you tuneful thanks . Return The sober laverock , warbling wild , Shall to the skies aspire ; The gowdspink , music's gayest child , Shall sweetly join the choir : The blackbird strong ...
... wander on my banks , And listen mony a grateful bird you tuneful thanks . Return The sober laverock , warbling wild , Shall to the skies aspire ; The gowdspink , music's gayest child , Shall sweetly join the choir : The blackbird strong ...
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... wander wild ; And disappointment , in these lonely bounds , Find balm to soothe her bitter rankling wounds : Here heart - struck grief , might heav'nward stretch her scan , And injur❜d worth forget and pardon man . WRITTEN WITH A ...
... wander wild ; And disappointment , in these lonely bounds , Find balm to soothe her bitter rankling wounds : Here heart - struck grief , might heav'nward stretch her scan , And injur❜d worth forget and pardon man . WRITTEN WITH A ...
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... wander : Avaunt , away ! the cruel sway , Tyrannic man's dominion ; The sportsman's joy , the murd'ring cry , The flutt'ring , gory pinion ! IV . But Peggy dear , the ev'ning's clear , Thick flies the skimming swallow ; The sky is blue ...
... wander : Avaunt , away ! the cruel sway , Tyrannic man's dominion ; The sportsman's joy , the murd'ring cry , The flutt'ring , gory pinion ! IV . But Peggy dear , the ev'ning's clear , Thick flies the skimming swallow ; The sky is blue ...
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... wander prest wi ' care , Along the lonely banks of Ayr . II . The autumn mourns her rip'ning corn By early winter's ravage torn ; Across her placid , azure sky , She sees the scowling tempest fly ; Chill runs my blood to hear it rave , I ...
... wander prest wi ' care , Along the lonely banks of Ayr . II . The autumn mourns her rip'ning corn By early winter's ravage torn ; Across her placid , azure sky , She sees the scowling tempest fly ; Chill runs my blood to hear it rave , I ...
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第 13 頁 - The carlin claught her by the rump, And left poor Maggie scarce a stump. Now, wha this tale o...
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