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" 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' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu... "
The Poetical Works of Robert Burns - الصفحة 202
بواسطة Robert Burns - 1865
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A Compendious History of English Literature and of the English ..., المجلد 2

George Lillie Craik - 1861
...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 ; But oh...untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early ! Now green 's the sod, and cauld 's the clay, That wraps my Highland Mary ! 0 pale, pale now those rosy...

The Loves and Heroines of the Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - عدد الصفحات: 480
...O, fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early ! Now green 's the sod, and cauld 's the clay, That wraps my Highland Mary ! O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kissed sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering...

The Loves and Heroines of the Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - عدد الصفحات: 480
...O, fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early ! Now green 's the sod, and cauld 's the clay, That wraps my Highland Mary! O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kissed sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering...

The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English ...

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - عدد الصفحات: 346
...embrace Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; But, O ! fell Death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early ! Now green's the sod, and ca\ild's the clay, That wraps my Highland Mary ! O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd...

A manual of English literature and of the history of the English language ...

George Lillie Craik - 1862 - عدد الصفحات: 536
...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 ; But oh...Mary ! O pale, pale now those rosy lips I aft hae kissed sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly ! And mouldering...

The London Quarterly Review, المجلدات 111-112

1862
...embrace Our parting was fa' tender ; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; Bat 0 ! fell Death's untimely frost That nipt my flower sae early ! Now green's the sod, and can Id's the clay, That wraps my Highland Mary 1 O pale, pale now those rosy lips I aft hae kiss'd...

Gleanings from the English poets, Chaucer to Tennyson, with biogr. notices ...

English poets - 1862
...embrace, many Our parting was fu' tender ; full And, pledging aft to meet again, oft We tore oursel's asunder ; But oh ! fell Death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early ! «o Now green's the sod, and canld's the clay, cold That wraps my Highland Mary ! 0 pale, pale now,...

The Poetical Works, المجلد 3

Robert Burns - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 1
...sweet Highland Mary. Wi' monie a vow, and locked embrace, Our parting was fu' tender; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder : But,...Mary ! O pale, pale now, those rosy lips I aft hae kissed sae fondly, And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly ! 30 THE RIGHTS...

THE POETICAL WORKS OF ROBERT BURNS.

1863
...sweet Highland Mary. Wi' monie a vow, and locked embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again^ We tore oursels asunder : But,...and cauld's the clay, That wraps my Highland Mary ! 0 pale, pale now, those rosy lips I aft hae kissed sae fondly, And closed for aye the sparkling glance...

The Songs of Robert Burns, المجلد 43

Robert Burns - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 319
...Highland Mary. Wi' monie a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging afi to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; But Oh !...and cauld's the clay, That wraps my Highland Mary ! 0 pale, pale now those rosy lips, I afi hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And clos'd for aye the sparkling...




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