The Tea-table Miscellany: A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots and English. In Four Volumes. By Allan Ramsay, Issue 420A. Donaldson and J. Reid. For A. Donaldson, 1762 - 448 pages |
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... . Were it but my fate , when old and ruffled , like you to be again reprinted , what a curious figure would I appear on the utmoft limits of time , after a thousand editions ? Happy volumes ! you are fecure PREFACE . ix.
... . Were it but my fate , when old and ruffled , like you to be again reprinted , what a curious figure would I appear on the utmoft limits of time , after a thousand editions ? Happy volumes ! you are fecure PREFACE . ix.
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... fate As I went forth to view the spring Adieu for a while , my native green plains An I'll away to bonny Tweed - fide Although I be but a country - lass As early I walk'd on the first of sweet May As I fat at my fpinning - wheel Adieu ...
... fate As I went forth to view the spring Adieu for a while , my native green plains An I'll away to bonny Tweed - fide Although I be but a country - lass As early I walk'd on the first of sweet May As I fat at my fpinning - wheel Adieu ...
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... fate to me Belinda give When Delia on the plain appears What tho ' they call me country - lass Whoe'er beholds my Helen's face Why will Florella , when I gaze Were I laid on Greenland's coaft 391 396 402 409 415 41,9 421 What gudgeons ...
... fate to me Belinda give When Delia on the plain appears What tho ' they call me country - lass Whoe'er beholds my Helen's face Why will Florella , when I gaze Were I laid on Greenland's coaft 391 396 402 409 415 41,9 421 What gudgeons ...
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... thus we spent our time by turns , Betwixt our flocks and play ; I envy'd not the faireft dame , Tho ' ne'er fae rich and gay . O the broom , & c . VOL . I. * B Hard " Hard fate that I fhou'd banish'd be , Gang OF CHOICE SONG S. 13.
... thus we spent our time by turns , Betwixt our flocks and play ; I envy'd not the faireft dame , Tho ' ne'er fae rich and gay . O the broom , & c . VOL . I. * B Hard " Hard fate that I fhou'd banish'd be , Gang OF CHOICE SONG S. 13.
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... fate that I fhou'd banish'd be , Gang heavily and mourn , Because I lov'd the kindeft fwain That ever yet was born . O the broom , & c . He did oblige me every hour , Cou'd I but faithfu ' be ? He ftaw my heart : cou'd I refufe Whate'er ...
... fate that I fhou'd banish'd be , Gang heavily and mourn , Because I lov'd the kindeft fwain That ever yet was born . O the broom , & c . He did oblige me every hour , Cou'd I but faithfu ' be ? He ftaw my heart : cou'd I refufe Whate'er ...
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Alake auld baith beauty Becauſe blate blefs'd blifs blyth bofom bonny braes breaft Broom of Cowdenknows charms chearful cou'd cry'd dear defire defpair delight deroll didle drink e'er ev'ry eyes faft faid fair falfe fcorn fhall fhepherd fhine fhou'd fighs filly fince fing fleep fmiles foft fome foon forrow foul fpring frae ftill fuch fwain fweet gowans are gay grace green hame happy heart highland laddie houſe Invermay Jeany Jenny kifs laddie laffie lafs laft Lochaber lov'd lover maid maun merry morning mufic muft muſt nae mair ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion pain Peggy pleaſe pleaſure rife Rob Morris rofe ſhall ſhe ſmile SONG ſpeak ſweet Syne tell thee thefe There's theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand tune Twas wawking Whilft Whofe wife wine wou'd Yarrow young
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