...and read those lines, so full of sadness : — "Ye banks and braes of bonny Doon, How can ye bloom so fresh and fair ? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I so weary, full of care?" This was a strain which he often touched. The loss of the object of his affection,...

...bilben tonne. The Ва-nks O'Doon. Tune: „The Caledonian Hunt'» delight." Ye banks and Ьгася о' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair;...chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu' o' care! Thou 'It break my heart, thou warbling bird, That wantons thro' the flowering thorn: Thou minds me...

...that breaks our baud, It breaks my bliss — it breaks my hear THE BANKS OF DOON.* BUBNS. YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh...How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary fou o' care ! Ye'll break my heart, ye little birds, That wanton through the flowery thorn ; Ye mind...

...Тиве: „The Caledonian Hunts delight." Ye banks and braca o' bonnie Doon, How" can ye bloom sac fresh and fair; How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu' o' care! Thou 'It break my heart, thou warbling bird, That wantons tliro' the flowering thorn: Thou minds me...

...the band shall ne'er remuve, And this will be a posie to my ain dear May. THE BANKS O' DOON. YE banks e earth a sphere, And guides the planets fail ; How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu' o' care ! Thou'lt break my heart, thou...

...wild-driving snaw Alane can delight me — now Nanie's awa. BANKS O' BOON. YE banks and braes o' bonie Doon How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can...Thou'lt break my heart, thou warbling bird, That wantons thro' the flow'ring thorn: Thou minds me o' departed joys, Departed, never to return. Oft hae I rov'd...

...truth embodied iu Burns's well-known lament of an unhappy maiden :— " Ye banks and braes o'bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair ? How can...chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu' o' care!" The ever-memorable Wordsworth has done distinguished service to the cause of true poetry, by showing...

...part ; The iron hand that breaks our band, THE BANKS OF DOON.* BURNS. YE banks and braes o' bonuie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair ! How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary fou o' care ! Ye'll break my heart, ye little birds, That wanton through the flowery thorn ; Ye mind...

...it's thaw, Jean." Then they would change to " Ye banks and braes o' bonnic Boon, How can ye bloom sac fresh and fair ? How can ye chant, ye little birds? And I sac weary, ni' o' care ! And finally they rang the accompaniment to Susannah Belamire's touching sang...

...keep his fingers to the black keys of the harpsichord and preserve rhythm.] I. YE banks and braes o7 bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair ;...Thou'lt break my heart, thou warbling bird, That wantons thro' the flowering thorn : Thou minds me o' departed joys, Departed — never to return ! ii. Aft...