 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 - Pągina 2341835 - 675 pąginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
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...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. The New Sculpture of the late nineteenth century was concerned with the representation of ideas, and... | |
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...lov'd sae blindly, Never met — or never parted — We had na'er been brokenhearted. — Robert Burns The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my...to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. — Robert Burns Whrn you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this... | |
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