 My Tocher's the bargain ye wad buy ; But an ye be crafty, I am cunnin, Sae ye wi' anither your fortune maun try. Ye're like to the timmer o' yon rotten wood ; Ye're like to the bark o...  The Scottish Songs - Pàgina 189editat per - 1829 - 370 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 460 pàgines
...Sae ye wi' anither your fortune maun try. Ye're like to the timmer o' yon rotten wood, Ye're like to the bark o' yon rotten tree, Ye'll slip frae me like a knotless thread, And ye'll crack your credit wi' mae nor me. TOEN THEN GUIDWIFE COUNT THE LAWIN GANE is the day and mirk's... | |
 | Robert Hartley Cromek - 1810 - 286 pàgines
...Sae ye wi' anither your fortune maun try. Ye're like to the timmer o' yon rotten wood, Ye're like to the bark o' yon rotten tree ; Ye'll slip frae me like a knotless thread, And ye'll crack your credit wi' mae nor me.* * The four last lines of this song are old. I have seen them... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1811 - 416 pàgines
...ye wi' anither your fortune maun try. I. Ye're like to the timmer o' yon rotten wood, Ye're like to the bark o' yon rotten tree, Ye'll slip frae me like a knotless thread, And ye'll crack your credit wi' mae nor me. 125 SONG XLII. GANE IS THE DAY, Sec. AIR. GUIDWIFE COUNT THE... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 pàgines
...Sae ye wi' anither your fortune maun try. Ye'rc like to the timmer o' yon rotten wood, Ye're like to the bark o' yon rotten tree, Ye'll slip frae me like a knotless thread', And ye'll crack your credit wi' mae than me. XXVIII.. THE WOWING OF JOK AND JYNNY. '. Robeyns Jok come... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1822 - 440 pàgines
...Sae ye wi' anither your fortune maun try. Te're like to the timmer o' yon rotten wood, Ye're like to, the bark o' yon rotten tree, Ye'll slip frae me like a knotless thread, And ye'll crack your credit wi' mae nor me. •TOK/V GUIDWIFE COUNT THE LAWKf. i.. i M is the day and mirk's... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 756 pàgines
...Sae ye wi' anither your fortune maun try. Ye're like to the timmer o' yon rotten wood, Ye're like to the bark o' yon rotten tree ; Ye'll slip frae me like a knotless thread, And ye'll crack your credit wi' mair nor me. Burns has painted the heroine of this clever song as a shrewd... | |
 | 1828 - 798 pàgines
...fame, And quench our household fires. When we, or ours, forget thy name. Green island of our Sires. Our native land, our native vale, A long, a last adieu ;--- Farewell to bonny TevioUlale, And Scotland's mountains blue. ! Number employed. Number on Half-pay. 1 Ratee of... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 pàgines
...fame, And quench our household fires, When we, or ours, forget thy name, Green island of our sires. Our native land — our native vale— A long, a last adieu ;— Farewell, to bonny Teviotdale, And Scotland's mountains blue. FEOM BISHOP HEBER'S JOURNAL. IF thou wert by my side,... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 422 pàgines
...violet, Like a young widow, beautiful in tears, She ushers in the Spring ! BALLAD. KV THOMAS PRINQLE. OUR native land — our native vale, — A long — a last adieu ! Farewell to bonny Teviot-dale And Cheviot's mountains blue ! Farewell, ye hills of glorious deeds, And streams... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 426 pàgines
...violet, Like a young widow, beautiful in tears, She ushers in the Spring ! BY THOMAS 1-B1NC-.LE. OVB native land — our native vale, — A long— a last adieu ! Farewell to bonny Teviot-dale And Cheviot's mountains blue ! Farewell, ye hills of glorious deeds, And streams... | |
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