 | Robert Burns - 1839 - 328 pàgines
...glowing prejudice of my heart, that throws a borrowed lustre over the merits of the composition.1' 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... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1839 - 334 pàgines
...the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom....underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! t " Highland Mary" was Mary Campbell, of whom a notice will be found under his beautiful lines to... | |
 | 1839 - 892 pàgines
...fragrant shade I cla<p'd her to my bosom I The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er ma and my dearie j For dear to me. as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. " Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embraot Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging oft to meet again We tore ourselves ;. -under : But... | |
 | 1839 - 630 pàgines
...the langest tnrrv; For there I took the last farewecl 0' my sweet Highland Mary! How sweetly bloom'd the gay green 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 my dearie, For dear to... | |
 | 1841 - 986 pàgines
...they longest tarry, For there I took my last farewell Of my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloomed the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasped her to my bosom ! The angel hours wi' golden wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to... | |
 | 1839 - 320 pàgines
...HIGHLAND MARY. , " How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk How rich the hawthorn blossom, As underneath its fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ; The golden hours on angel's wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary."... | |
 | John Wilson, Robert Chambers - 1840 - 364 pàgines
...the gay green birk, How nth the hawthorn's blossom , As underneath their fragrant shade, 1 i'b |. -I her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings....o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and fife, Was my sweet Highland Marc. fi Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrac л Our parting was hi' tender... | |
 | John Wilson - 1840 - 372 pàgines
...hawthorn's blossom , As underneath their fragrant shade, 1 clasp'd her to ray bosom I The golden hours un angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie -, For dear...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
...composition." He makes inanimate nature a sharer in his rapture : 11 How sweetly bloom'd the дау green birk ! How rich the hawthorn's blossom ! As...underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my boeom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and... | |
 | 1840 - 378 pàgines
...the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel 0' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green 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 my dearie ; For dear to... | |
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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... 
