I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide ; And now am I 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... The Songs of England and Scotland - 第 274 頁 1835 - 675 頁 完整檢視 -
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