Gleanings of Scotch, English, and Irish Scarce Old Ballads, Chiefly Tragical and Historical, Many of Them Connected with the Localities of Aberdeenshire, and to be Found in No Other Collection ExtantP. Buchan, 1825 - 216 páginas |
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Aberdeenshire Aboyne Andrew Lammie Annie auld baith ballad beauty blood bloom bluid bonny Annie bower Braikley brave bride bridge of Dee Buchan captain Charly charms cried cruel daughter dear death Drone e'er Earl Marischal fair Eleanor fair lady father fear frae Frendraught Fyvie gallant gane gold Gordon Græme grave Gregor gude hame hand hear heart heaven Inverey Inverugie Castle James the Rose king laddie laird Lammikin land lassie lord John lord Thomas lord Weire loup maid mantle married Mary maun morn mother Nae Dominies nae mair ne'er never night noble nourice o'er the sea owre Peterhead Pitcaple Queen ranting Rosamonde Rosy Rothiemay sall Scotland sing Sir James Sir Patrick Spens slain soon spake sweet sword taen tears tell thee thou thro Tifty's true love unto vows Whitecrook Willie Wallace winna Ye'll young
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Página 22 - THEY made her a grave, too cold and damp " For a soul so warm and true ; " And she's gone to the Lake of the Dismal Swamp *, " Where, all night long, by a fire-fly lamp,
Página 96 - He hadna gane a step, a step, A step but barely ane, When a bout flew out of our goodly ship, And the salt sea it came in. ' Gae, fetch a web o' the silken claith, Another o' the twine, And wap them into our ship's side, And let na the sea come in.
Página 97 - A' for the sake of their true loves, For them they'll see nae mair. O lang lang may the ladyes sit, Wi' their fans into their hand, Before they see Sir Patrick Spens Come sailing to the strand ! And lang lang may the maidens sit, Wi' their goud kaims in their hair, A' waiting for their ain dear loves, For them they'll see nae mair.
Página 94 - O whare will I get a skeely skipper, To sail this new ship of mine?' O up and spake an eldern knight, Sat at the King's right knee, 'Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor That ever sailed the sea.
Página 96 - O where will I get a gude sailor, To take my helm in hand, Till I get up to the tall top-mast, To see if I can spy land ? " " O here am I, a sailor gude, To take the helm in hand, Till you go up to the tall top-mast ; But I fear you'll ne'er spy land.
Página 97 - The ladyes wrang their fingers white, The maidens tore their hair, A' for the sake of their true loves ; For them they'll see na mair. O lang, lang, may the ladyes sit, Wi...
Página 190 - Henry had made for her a house of wonderfull working ; so that no man or woman might come to her, but he that was instructed by the king, or such as were right secret with him touching the matter. This house after some was named Labyrinthus, or Dedalus worke, which was wrought like unto a knot in a garden, called a Maze...
Página 181 - Gordon and his men Were round about the town. They had nae sooner sitten down, Nor sooner said the grace, Till Edom o' Gordon and his men Were closed about the place.
Página 25 - Soon as his well-known ship she spied, She cast her weeds away, And to the palmy shore she hied, All in her best array. In sea-green silk so neatly clad, She there impatient stood ; The crew with wonder saw the lad Repel the foaming flood.
Página 18 - Her well-known voice the hero heard ; He raised his death-closed eyes, And fix'd them on the weeping maid, And weakly thus replies : "In vain Matilda begs the life, By death's arrest denied : My race is run — adieu, my love" — Then closed his eyes and died. The sword, yet warm, from his left side With frantic hand she drew : " I come, Sir James the Rose...