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" Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see; My Love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. "
English and Scottish ballads, selected and ed. by F.J. Child - Page 134
edited by - 1857
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Select Scottish Songs, Ancient and Modern, Volume 1

Robert Hartley Cromek - Ballads, Scots - 1810 - 260 pages
...'Tis not the frost that freezes fell, Nor blawing snaw's inclemencie ; 136 Whan we came in by Glasgowe town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad i' th' black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. But had I wist before I kisst, That love had been sae...
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Mador of the Moor: A Poem

James Hogg - Epic poetry, Scottish - 1816 - 166 pages
...bonny, A little while when it is new ! But when 'tis old it waxes cold, An' fades away like morning dew. But had I wist before I kiss'd, That love had been sae ill to win, 1 had lock'd my heart in a case o' goud, An' pinn'd it w? a siller pin. MADOE, OF THE MOOR CANTO THIRD....
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Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic ..., Volume 3

Thomas Percy - Ballads, English - 1823 - 450 pages
...cauld to me. Whan we came in by Glasgowe town, We were a comely sight to see, 30 My love was cled in black velvet, And I my sell in cramasie. But had I wist, before I kisst, That love had been sae ill to win ; I had lockt my heart in a case of gowd, 85 And pinnd it...
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Elia: Essays which Have Appeared Under that Signature in the London Magazine

Charles Lamb - Literary Collections - 1828 - 266 pages
...I forget which. It so completely made out the stanza of the old ballad— When we came down through Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see; My love was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramasie. I suppose it was the only occasion, upon which his own actual...
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The Scottish Songs, Volume 2

Robert Chambers - Ballads, Scots - 1829 - 414 pages
...: But my love's heart's grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow toun, We were a comely sicht to see ; My love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. But had I wist, before I wed,J That love had been sae ill to win, I'd lock'd my...
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The Last Essays of Elia: Being a Sequel to Essays Published Under ..., Part 2

Charles Lamb - Decision making - 1833 - 308 pages
...forget which. It so completely made out the stanza of the old ballad — When we came down through Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramasie. I suppose it was the only occasion, upon which his own actual...
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The songs of England and Scotland

England - 1835 - 794 pages
...of my life I am wearie, 'Tis not the frost that freezes fell, Nor blawing snaw's inclemencie ; Whan we came in by Glasgow* town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad i' th' black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie. But had I wist before I kisst, That love had been sae...
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The Republic of Letters: A Weekly Republication of Standard Literature, Volume 3

1835 - 430 pages
...I forget which. It so completely made out the stanza of the old ballad— When we came down through Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramasie. I suppose it was the only occasion, upon which his own actual...
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The Republic of Letters: A Weekly Republication of Standard Literature, Volume 3

English literature - 1835 - 432 pages
...forget which. It so completely made out the stanza of the old ballad — When we came down through Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramasie. I suppose it was the only occasion, upon which his own actual...
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Essays of Elia

Charles Lamb - Essays - 1835 - 440 pages
...forget which. It so completely made out the stanza of the old ballad — When we came down through Glasgow town, . . We were a comely sight to see ; My love was clad in black velvet, And I myself in cramasie. I suppose it was the only occasion, upon which his own actual...
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