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...birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and...me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary." Another hand has added to the picture. " This adieu was performed," says Cromek, " in a striking and...

...birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom j As underneath the fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my...lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging oft to meet again We tore ourselves asunder: But oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower...

...birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom j As underneath the fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my...lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging oft to meet again We tore ourselves asunder: But oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower...

...kirk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom : Aa underneath her fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my...as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' money a vow, and lock d embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore...

...that parting scene so touchingly depicted hy his own words : " 'Wi' mony a vow and lock't emhrace, Our parting was fu' tender : And pledging aft to meet again, We tore ourselves asunder." There is no affectation here; neither gewgaws nor trifling frippery in attitude,...

...solemnity of that parting scene so touchingly depicted by his own words : " 'Wi' mony a vow and lock't embrace, Our parting was fu' tender : And pledging aft to meet again, We tore ourselves asunder." There is no affectation here; neither gewgaws nor trifling frippery in attitude,...

...bonnie bird that sings, But minds me of my Je an ;' or this, so sad, yet so exquisite in its sadness : ' Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu" tender, And pledging oft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; But, oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower...

...birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ; The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me, and...parting was fu' tender, And pledging aft to meet again, But oh ! fell death's untimely frost. That nipt my flow'r so early ; Now green's the sod, and cauld's...

...bosom ; The golden hours on angel's wings, Fie v o'er me, and my dearie ; For dear to me as lialit an<l life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow,...fu' tender, And pledging aft to meet again, We tore ourselves asunder, But oh, fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flo»er so early ; Now green's...