 Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see : My Love was clad in the black velvet, And I myself in cramasie.  Elia. The last essays of Elia - Pàgina 317per Charles Lamb - 1871Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1871 - 282 pàgines
...my hair, Since my true love has me forsook, And says he 'll never love me m air ? As we came in by Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love...was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramasie. Now Arthur's Seat shall be my bed, The sheets shall ne'er be pressed by me; St Anton's Well shall be... | |
 | 1871 - 800 pàgines
...Robin Hood,' who were the Homers that invented your wonderful touches? Mark this : ' When we came in hy Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad in the black velvet, And I niysel' in rmmasic. But had I wist before I kist That love had been sue ill... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 pàgines
..."T is not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my love 's heart grown caulil to me. When we came in by h No more may fear to die. Lone are the paths, and sad the bowers the black velvet, Ami 1 my sell in cramarie. But had I wist, before I kissed, That love had been sae... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 600 pàgines
...inclemency; 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry. But my love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town. We were a comely sight to see; My love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysel in cramasie. But had I wist before I kissed, That love had been sae ill... | |
 | John Clark Murray - 1874 - 234 pàgines
...inclemency; 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my love's heart grown cauld to me. " When we came in by Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. " But had I wist before I kissed, That love had been sae... | |
 | Lyrics, William Davenport Adams - 1874 - 312 pàgines
...; 'T is not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see ; My Love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. But had I wist, before I kist, That love had been sae ill... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1875 - 618 pàgines
...circumstances of his own wedding-day. I faintly remember something of a chaise and four, in which he made his entry into Glasgow on that morning to fetch the bride...it was the only occasion upon which his own actual splendour at all corresponded with the world's notions on that subject. In homely cart, or travelling... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 392 pàgines
...inclemency ; T is not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysel' in cramasie. But had I wist, before I kissed, That love had been so... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 588 pàgines
...inclemency; 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town. We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad iu the black velvet, Anil I mysel in cramasie. Hut. had I wist before I kissed, That love had been... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1876 - 740 pàgines
...circumstances of his own wedding-day. I faintly remember something of a chaise and four, in which he made his entry into Glasgow on that morning to fetch the bride...we came down through Glasgow town, We were a comely sij^ht to see ; My love was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramasie. I suppose it was the only... | |
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