 | Robert Burns - 1864 - 252 sider
...Morison, &c." — Hazlitt.] O MARY, at thy window be, It is the wish'd, the trysted hour! Those smiles an' glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure...Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', Somebody. 7 1 To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw.... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1864 - 380 sider
...in old Scotland ! MART MORRISON. /~\H Mary, at thy window be, It is the wished, the trysted hour 1 Those smiles and glances let me see, That make the...sun, Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morrison. Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed through the lighted ha", To thee my... | |
 | Robert Burns, Alexander Smith - 1865 - 466 sider
...that shall part us ! The hour, and the moment o' time ! MARY M ORISON. TUNE—' BIDE YE VET.' 0 MARY, at thy window be, It is the wish'd, the trysted hour...Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this... | |
 | Robert Duthie - 1866 - 202 sider
...receives a most forcible and emphatic illustration : — " 0 ! Mary, at thy window be, It is the wished, the trysted hour ; Those smiles and glances let me...miser's treasure poor. How blithely wad I bide the stour, A weary sla.ve frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward secure — The lovely Mary Morrison.... | |
 | Robert Burns, Alexander Smith - 1868 - 688 sider
...that shall part us ! The hour, and the moment o' time ! MARY MORISON. TUNE — ' Bide ye yet! 0 MARY, at thy window be, It is the wish'd, the trysted hour...Those smiles and glances let me see, That make the miner's treasure poor; How blithely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frac sun to sun ; ! Could... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1868 - 312 sider
...That makes the miser's treasure poor : How blythely wad I bide the stoure, A wetiry slave frae s mi to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely...Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw ; Tho' this was... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1870 - 652 sider
...glauces let me see, That makes the miser's treasure poor : Brought. How blithely wad I bide the stoure,1 A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward...trembling string The dance gaed through the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing — I sat, but neither heard nor saw. Though this was fair, and that... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 sider
...me ! Mine 's fixed on her alone. UPTON. MARY MORISON. 0 MARY, at thy window be 1 It is the wished, e 's to herself untrue Who delights i' the public view. To thee my fancy took its wing, — I sat, but neither heard nor saw : Though this was fair, and that... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1871 - 692 sider
...trysted hour ; Those smiles and glauces let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blythely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun...Yestreen, when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1872 - 778 sider
...and pardon my fause love His wrangs to Heaven and me ! MARY MORISON. TUNE—' Bide ye yet.' 1 0 MART, at thy window be, It is the wish'd, the trysted hour...miser's treasure poor : How blithely wad I bide the stourc, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. 2... | |
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How blithely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro... 
