 | Robert Burns - 1839 - 334 pàgines
...Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi" monie a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; But Oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower... | |
 | 1839 - 630 pàgines
...fragrant shade, I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie, For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Мягу! \Vi' mony a vow and locked embrace, Our parting was fu* tender; And, pledging aft to meet... | |
 | 1840 - 368 pàgines
...fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland...embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore ourselves asunder ; But, oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipp'd my... | |
 | John Wilson - 1840 - 372 pàgines
...shade, 1 clasp'd her to ray bosom I The golden hours un angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie -, For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. 11 Wi* mony a vow and lock'd embrac-. Our parting waa lu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1840 - 872 pàgines
...fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my boeom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; ife-blood streaming thro' my heart, Or my more dear immo Alary !" This exquisite lyric proves how much the passionate affections of his youth still moved him.... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1841 - 384 pàgines
...from the stamp office, and William is a major in the Indian service at Madras. 16* HIGHLAND MARY. " For dear to me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary." IT is the privilege of genius to confer immortality on things mortal, and give to beauty a fame which... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842 - 380 pàgines
...fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland...fu' tender; And pledging oft to meet again We tore ourselves asunder: But oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early ! Now green's... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842 - 384 pàgines
...fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland...fu' tender; And pledging oft to meet again We tore ourselves asunder: But oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early! Now green's... | |
 | George Dixon - 1842 - 134 pàgines
...fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' money a vow, and lock d embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore... | |
 | 1843 - 582 pàgines
...bonnie bird that sings, But minds me of my Je an ;' or this, so sad, yet so exquisite in its sadness : ' Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace, Our parting was...oft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; But, oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early, Now green's the sod, and cauld'a the... | |
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O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and... 
