 | Robert Burns - 1834 - 206 pages
...langest tarry ; For there I took the last fureweel O1 my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloomM (ho cay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade, 120 The golden hours on angel winga, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life,... | |
 | 1835 - 320 pages
...Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom; As underneath her fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom! The golden...embrace, Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore ourselves assunder. But 0! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower... | |
 | England - 1835 - 794 pages
...Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, 231 SONGS OF SCOTLAND. The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and...embrace, Our parting was fu' tender; And, pledging aft to meet again ; We tore oursels asunder l But ob ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower... | |
 | 1835 - 418 pages
...O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and...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... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1835 - 336 pages
...hawthorn's bloMom, As, underneath the fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The angel hours, on golden wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me,...embrace, Our parting was fu' tender, And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore ourselves asunder ; But oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1835 - 440 pages
...hirk, How rich the hawthorn's hlossom ; As underneath her fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my hosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and...my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd emhrace, Our parting was lu ' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore our selves asunder... | |
 | Robert Burns, John Gibson Lockhart - 1837 - 628 pages
...shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! he golden hours, on angel wiugs, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; or dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Vi' monie a vow and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We... | |
 | John Aikin, John Frost - 1838 - 752 pages
...hirk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my hosom ! pity, or a sly aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; But O ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower... | |
 | John Aikin - 1838 - 750 pages
...hirk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my hosom ! welvemonth's rest, And gives that ardour Higbland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging aft to... | |
 | John Aikin - 1838 - 796 pages
...the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel 0' my >weet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom 'd ikin clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie j 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... 
