 | Robert Burns - 1800 - 460 pages
...rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Mori son. Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1806 - 450 pages
...dance gaed thro' the lighted ha", To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw. Tho' Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the...and said amang them a', " Ye are na Mary Morison." O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake would gladly die ? Or canst thou break that heart... | |
 | English literature - 1809 - 574 pages
...string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha ? To thee my fancy look its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair and that was braw, And yon...and said amang them a', ' Ye are na" Mary Morison." '' Wandering Willie," can reach every heart without the aid of a glossary : the pathetic delicacy of... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1813 - 452 pages
...took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw. Tho' Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And you the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', " Ye are na Mary Morison." O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad gladly die ? Or canst thou break that heart... | |
 | Robert Burns, James Currie - Scotland - 1814 - 502 pages
...thee my faney took its wing, I sat, hut neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was hraw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', " Ye are na Mary Morison." O Mary, eanst thou wreek his peaee, Wha for thy sake wad gladly die ? Or eanst thou hreak that heart... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1816 - 468 pages
...The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha ', To thee my t'ancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw. Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon...the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', " Ye are nae Mary Morison." O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad gladly die ? Or canst thou... | |
 | William Hazlitt - English poetry - 1818 - 354 pages
...conclusion of the other is as follows. " Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed through the lighted ha', To thee my Fancy took its wing, I...neither heard nor saw. Tho' this was fair, and that was bra', And yon the toast of a' the town, I sighed and said among them a', . Ye are na' Mary Morison."... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1822 - 232 pages
...slippers. MAY MORISON enters singing. Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed through the lighted ha, To thee my fancy took its wing : I sat, but neither heard nor saw. (.Dresses her.) Eh ! help me, madam, you 've a martial look ; The bonnet fits you rarely — the sword,... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - English poetry - 1822 - 418 pages
...rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was br . And you the toast of a' the towv O Mary, canst thou... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - Ballads, Scots - 1825 - 388 pages
...through the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw : Though this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast...sigh'd, and said amang them a', Ye are na Mary Morison. O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad gladly die ? Or canst thou break that heart... | |
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Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd and said amang them a'; —... 
