...league, A league but barely three, Until she espied his cloven foot, And she wept right bitterly. " Oh ! what hills are yon, yon pleasant hills, That the sun shines sweetly on ? " " Oh, yon are the hills of heaven ! " he said, " Where you will never win." " Oh ! whaten a mountain...

...I'll show you how the lilies grow On the banks of Italy.' ' What hills are yon, yon pleasant hills The sun shines sweetly on ? ' ' O yon are the hills...of heaven,' he said, ' Where you will never win.' " The memory of such a view as this can hardly fade, and Pavione will always be, in some especial sense,...

...wept right bitterlie. "0 hold your tongue of your weeping," says he, " Of your weeping now let me be ; I will show you how the lilies grow On the banks of Italy." — " 0 what hills are yon, yon pleasant hills, That the sun shines sweetly on ? " — " O yon are...

...of your weeping," he says, " Of your weeping now let me be ; I will show you how the lilies grow " O what hills are yon, yon pleasant hills, That the sun shines sweetly on ? " " O yon are hills of heaven," he said, Where you will never win." "O what'na mountain's yon," she said, " Sae dreary...

...weeping," says he, " Let a' your mourning be ; I'll show ye how the lilies grow On the banks o' Italic." " O what hills are yon, yon pleasant hills, That the sun shines sweetly on ? " " O yon are the hills o' Heaven," he said, Where you will never win." " O whatna mountain is yon," she said, " Sae dreary...

...: "0' your weeping now let me be ; I will show you how the lilies grow 0n the banks of Italy." " 0 what hills are yon, yon pleasant hills, That the sun shines sweetly on ? " "0 yon are the hills o' heaven," he said, " O what'na mountain's yon," she said, " Sae dreary wi'...

...: " 0' your weeping now let me be ; I will show you how the lilies grow 0n the banks of Italy." " 0 what hills are yon, yon pleasant hills, That the sun shines sweetly on ? " "0 yon are the hills o' heaven," he said, " Where you will never won." " 0 what'na mountain's yon,"...

...right bitterlie. " 0 haud your tongue o' your weeping," he says : " 0' your weeping now let me be ; I will show you how the lilies grow On the banks of Italy." " 0 what hills are yon, yon pleasant hills, That the sun shines sweetly on ? " " 0 yon are the hills...

...right bitterlie. ' O hold your tongue of your weeping,' says he, ' Of your weeping now let me be ; I will show you how the lilies grow On the banks of...of heaven,' he said, ' Where you will never win.' ' 0 whaten a mountain is yon, she said, ' All so dreary wi' frost and snow ? ' ' O yon is the mountain...

...right bitterlie. ! ' O hold your tongue of your weeping,' says he, ' Of your weeping now let me be ; . I will show you how the lilies grow On the banks of...yon pleasant hills, That the sun shines sweetly on ? ' I ' O yon are the hills of heaven,' he said, ' Where you will never win.' ' O whaten a mountain...