Songs and Ballads of ClydesdaleA. Nimmo Menzies, 1882 - 247 pages |
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... heaven so high , Were reflected from the sky , In the river gliding by , bonnie lassie , O. Then we sought the fairy bower , bonnie lassie , O ; Where the brier and hawthorn flower , bonnie lassie , O , While the heaven's lovely queen ...
... heaven so high , Were reflected from the sky , In the river gliding by , bonnie lassie , O. Then we sought the fairy bower , bonnie lassie , O ; Where the brier and hawthorn flower , bonnie lassie , O , While the heaven's lovely queen ...
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A. Nimmo. It was a holy covenant vow , We made to heaven to keep , And it's a ' for our broken covenant vow , That we maun sit and weep . The gerse may be green on yon bonnie hill tap , And the heather sweetly bloom , But there nae mair ...
A. Nimmo. It was a holy covenant vow , We made to heaven to keep , And it's a ' for our broken covenant vow , That we maun sit and weep . The gerse may be green on yon bonnie hill tap , And the heather sweetly bloom , But there nae mair ...
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... heaven The prayers and vows of men obtain , The sceptre has to thee been given By the fond vows and prayers of men . If fickle as the changing wind , The goddess chance our hap control , Though deaf of years , of eyesight blind , Devoid ...
... heaven The prayers and vows of men obtain , The sceptre has to thee been given By the fond vows and prayers of men . If fickle as the changing wind , The goddess chance our hap control , Though deaf of years , of eyesight blind , Devoid ...
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... heaven . JAMES WATSON , DOUGLAS . LADY GRANGE . Air- " In Lonely Wilds . " OH ! lang the Lady Grange did live Upon St. Kilda's rock ; But sorrow surely winna kill , Or else her heart had broke . Far , far removed from kith and kin , And ...
... heaven . JAMES WATSON , DOUGLAS . LADY GRANGE . Air- " In Lonely Wilds . " OH ! lang the Lady Grange did live Upon St. Kilda's rock ; But sorrow surely winna kill , Or else her heart had broke . Far , far removed from kith and kin , And ...
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... o ' Wearie sat , till the dews o ' heaven cam doon , And the stars aboon shone clear and bright , as we gaed to the toon . JEANIE DIXON . O bonnie Jeanie Dixon ! I think 40 SONGS AND BALLADS OF CLYDESDALE . Never Despair, Jeanie Dixon,
... o ' Wearie sat , till the dews o ' heaven cam doon , And the stars aboon shone clear and bright , as we gaed to the toon . JEANIE DIXON . O bonnie Jeanie Dixon ! I think 40 SONGS AND BALLADS OF CLYDESDALE . Never Despair, Jeanie Dixon,
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adieu auld baith ballad bawbee beauty Biggar bloom bonnie lassie bower braes braw bright Carnwath Brass Band Carnwath kirkyard Carstairs Castle cauld cheek Clyde Clyde's waters Clydesdale Copland's Coulter Coulter Fell Covenanters Covington dear Dollerie Mills e'en e'er fair flowers frae gang George Lockhart gin my wife Glaisca whisky grave GRAY BROTHER green gude hame happy hath heart heather heaven hills hooly and fairly JOANNA BAILLIE John Frost Katie Core Kersewell lady Laird Lamington Lanark langsyne lasses Liberton Lilt te turan Lockhart Lord married ava merry mony Morris's smiddy nae bonnie lad nae mair ne'er never Newbiggin o'er owre puir Quothquan Scotland siller Somerville song sweet thee There's thou turan an uran TWA BROTHERS vale of Clyde weel Westsidewood wife wad wood Ye'll young Hyndford
Popular passages
Page 179 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Page 207 - Rise up, rise up, my seven bold sons, And put on your armour so bright, And take better care of your youngest sister, For your eldest's awa the last night.
Page 86 - The hand of the king that the sceptre hath borne, The brow of the priest that the mitre hath worn, The eye of the sage, and the heart of the brave, Are hidden and lost in the depths of the grave. The peasant, whose lot was to sow and to reap, The herdsman, who climbed with his goats up the steep, The beggar, who wandered in search of his bread, Have faded away like the grass that we tread.
Page 83 - Twas a dream of those ages of darkness and blood, When the minister's home was the mountain and wood ; When in Wellwood's dark valley the standard of Zion, All bloody and torn 'mong the heather was lying.
Page 208 - He's lifted her on a milk-white steed, And himself on a dapple grey. With a bugelet horn hung down by his side, And slowly they baith rade away. O they rade on, and on they rade, And a' by the light of the moon, Until they came to yon wan water, And there they lighted down.
Page 87 - They loved, but the story we cannot unfold; They scorned, but the heart of the haughty is cold ; They grieved, but no wail from their slumbers will come; They joyed, but the tongue of their gladness is dumb.
Page 85 - A chariot of fire through the dark cloud descended, Its drivers were angels, on horses of whiteness, And its burning wheels turned on axles of brightness. A seraph unfolded its doors bright and shining ; All dazzling like gold of the seventh refining, And the souls that came forth out of great tribulation, Have mounted the chariots and steeds of salvation.
Page 85 - The muskets were flashing, the blue swords were gleaming, The helmets were cleft, and the red blood was streaming ; The heavens grew dark, and the thunder was rolling, When in Wellwood's dark muirlands the mighty were falling.
Page 86 - The infant a mother attended and loved, The mother that infant's affection who proved, The husband that mother and infant who blessed — Each, all, are away to their dwellings of rest. The maid on whose cheek, on whose brow, in whose eye, Shone beauty and pleasure— her triumphs are by: And the memory of those who loved her and praised, Are alike from the minds of the living erased.
Page 147 - Though green at noon, cut down at night, Shows thy decay, All flesh is hay : Thus think, and smoke tobacco.