 | Robert Chambers - 1829 - 356 Seiten
...of his friends:-" And maun I still on Menie doat, BURNS. 13 A WEARY LOT IS THINE. SIR WALTER SCOTT. A WEARY lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine...doublet of the Lincoln green,— No more of me you knew, My love ! No more of me you knew. This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain ;... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1831 - 582 Seiten
...like tiger on the hind. — But hark ! our merry-men *o gay Troll forth another roundelay.** SONG. - A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine!...doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love ! No more of me you knew. « This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain,... | |
 | 1834 - 480 Seiten
...with whisky, boys, We'll drink King George for ever. A WEARY LOT IS THINE, FAIR MAID. (Walter Scott.) A WEARY lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine...doublet of the Lincoln green,— No more of me you know, My love ! No more of me you know. ' This morn, merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain ; But she... | |
 | 1835 - 320 Seiten
...free; Her eye shall close, and her dreams will be So sweet she will wake no more! A WEARY LOT IS THINE. A WEARY lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine;...press the rue for wine. A lightsome eye, a soldier's mein, A doublet of the Lincoln green, No more of me you know, My love! No more of me you know. This... | |
 | Walter Scott, J. W. Lake - 1838 - 496 Seiten
...like tiger on the hind.— But hark ! our merry-men so gay Trull forth another roundelay." SONG. " A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine!...to braid, And press the rue for wine! A lightsome eve, a soldier's mien, A feather oi the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1841 - 848 Seiten
...tiger on the hind. — But, hark ! our merry-men so gay Troll forth another roundelay."—3 •• ng closer drew,7 It kindled 1 To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien,3... | |
 | Quaver - 1844 - 552 Seiten
...though we sever, Oh ! say can I e'er cease to sigh, Or cease to love ? No, never. A WEARY LOT IS THINE. A WEARY lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine...doublet of the Lincoln green, No more of me you know, My love ! No more of me you know. ' This morn, merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain ; He turnerl... | |
 | Sarah Stickney Ellis - 1844 - 522 Seiten
...MARRIAGE AS IT MAY BE. . . РЧs \ &s . 63 VA PICTURES OF PRIVATE LIFE. THE HALL AND THE COTTAGE. " A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine ; To pluck the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine !" ROKEEY. CHAPTER I. ".My mother was... | |
 | Charlotte Mary Yonge - 1844 - 336 Seiten
...Lucy, who looks as if she had sensitiveness enough for the whole family." " Poor Lucy," said Elizabeth, A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine. " Yes, Lucy has very deep feeling, you may see it in the painful flushing of her cheek, and the downcast... | |
 | Sarah Stickney Ellis - 1845 - 552 Seiten
...LIFE. ТПЕ HALL AND THE COTTAGE. " A weary lot U thine, fair maid, A wcnry lot is thine ; To pluck the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine !" ROKEET. CHAPTER I. '• MY mother was a lady," said Anna Clare, a beautiful girl of eighteen, to... | |
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A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love! 
