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" 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 317
per Charles Lamb - 1871
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From Chaucer to Tennyson: English Literature in Eight Chapters

Henry Augustin Beers - 1890 - 320 pàgines
...inclemency; Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my love's heart grown cauld tome. 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. 4 But had I wist, before I kissed, That love had been sae...
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Famous Single and Fugitive Poems

Rossiter Johnson - 1890 - 394 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 mysel' in cramasie. But had I wist before I kiss'd That love had been so ill...
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The Essays of Elia and Eliana

Charles Lamb - 1890 - 584 pàgines
...made his entry into Glasgow on that mc-rning to fetch the bride home, or carry bor thitbcr, I forgot which. It so completely made out the stanza of the old ballad— Wlien wo came down through Glasgow town, Wo wore a comely sight to see ; My love was clad in Mnrk velvet,...
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Charles Lamb's Essays

Charles Lamb - 1892 - 604 pàgines
...circumstances of his own weddingday. 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...
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Lectures on the English Poets

William Hazlitt - 1892 - 384 pàgines
...T is not sic cauld, that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. -^ Whan 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. 'But had I wist, before I kist, That love had been sae...
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The Last Essays of Elia

Charles Lamb - 1892 - 272 pàgines
...circumstances of his own weddingday. I faintly remember something of a chaise and four, in which he made his entry into Glasgow on that morning to fetch the bride home, or cany her thither, I forget which. It so completely made out the stanza of the old ballad-^ When we...
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The reformation to the union

Hugh Walker - 1893 - 242 pàgines
...inclemencie : 'Tis not sic cauld that maks 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 kiss'd, That love had been sae...
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Abbotsford Series of the Scottish Poets,

George Eyre-Todd - 1893 - 344 pàgines
...inclemency ; 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my love's heart grown cauld to me. When we cam' in by Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was cled in the black velvet, And I mysel' in cramasie3. 3 crimson cloth. But had I wist, before I kist,...
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Popular British Ballads, Ancient and Modern, Volum 1

1894 - 318 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 kiss'd, That love had been sae...
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From Chaucer to Tennyson: With Twenty-nine Portraits and Selections from ...

Henry Augustin Beers - 1894 - 328 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 myself in cramasie.4 But had I wist, before I kissed, That love had been sae...
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