 | Beauties - 1865 - 96 Seiten
...and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair ; I hear her in the tunera' birds, I hear her charm the air. There's not a bonnie flower that springs, By fountain, shaw,... | |
 | 1866 - 392 Seiten
...and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and...bonnie bird that sings, But minds me o' my Jean. THE BANKS o' DOON. E banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair ? *\ How can ye... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 Seiten
...and rivers row, and monie a hill between;' but day and night my fancy's flight is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and...tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air: there's not a bonie flower that springs by fountain, shaw, or green ; there's not a bonie bird that sings but minds... | |
 | 1894 - 1028 Seiten
...Jean. m her in the dew - y ^ Jean, . . is ev - er wi' my Jean. I see her in the dew - y m -* tr ff flowers, I see her sweet and fair; I hear her in the tune - fu' birds, P * 2 £ ^ i^ |-v/^-. I see her sweet and fair; I hear her in the tune flowen, I... | |
 | Ralph Knight - 1959 - 246 Seiten
...rivers row, roll And monie a hill between, But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers— I see her sweet and...tunefu' birds— I hear her charm the air. There's not a bonie flower that springs By fountain, shaw, or green, wood There's not a bonie bird that sings, But... | |
 | Joan Bennett - 168 Seiten
...Like a wood nymph light Oread or Dryad, or of Delia's train. Burns sings of one of his lady-loves: I see her in the dewy flowers I see her sweet and...her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air: Shelley tells of A Lady the wonder of her kind, Whose form was upborne by a lovely mind Which, dilating,... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 Seiten
...blaw, I dearly like the west. For there the bonnie lassie lives. The lassie I lo'e best; (1. 1-4) 42 ; I did not feel the grief I did sustain; The greater stroke astonisheth the more; (1. 9—12) AWP; EnRP; GN; GoTS; GTBS; GTBS-P; NoP; OBEV; OxBS; TrGrPo 1 Poet's Welcome to His Love-begotten... | |
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Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in... 
