 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 life...  The Songs of England and Scotland - Pàgina 2341835 - 675 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1850 - 138 pàgines
...tast farew'eel O' my sweet Highland Mary. " Wi" monie a vow and tocked embrace, Our parting was fa' tender ; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder : But, Oh ! fell Death's untimely froit, That nipt my flower sae early ! How green 's the sod and cauld 'a the ciajr That wraps my Highland... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1865 - 236 pàgines
...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...light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a TOW, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels... | |
 | John Aikin - 1852 - 792 pàgines
...birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! ld the hospitable hall ! That hall, where once, in antiquated state, 0 ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early I Now green's the sod, and cauld's the... | |
 | 1853 - 456 pàgines
...blossom ! At, underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on an^el wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me. as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary 1 WI' monte a vow and lork'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ! And, pledging aft to meet again,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1854 - 520 pàgines
...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...as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' many a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore... | |
 | 1854 - 606 pàgines
...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...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... | |
 | 1854 - 608 pàgines
...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...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, But, oh!... | |
 | William Wells Brown - 1855 - 338 pàgines
...birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and...Was my sweet Highland Mary. " Wi' mony a vow, and locked embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder... | |
 | Robert Burns, Allan Cunningham - 1855 - 616 pàgines
...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...me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wri' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1855 - 562 pàgines
...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 life, Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We... | |
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