This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1794 Excerpt: ...hae taen zoung Waters, and Put fetters to his feet; They hae taen zoung Waters, and Thrown him in dungeon deep. Aft I have ridden thro' Stirling town In the wind hot and the weit; Bot I neir rade thro' Stilling town Wi fetters at my feet. Aft I have ridden thro' Stirling town In the wind Bot and the rain: Bot I neir ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1794 Excerpt: ...hae taen zoung Waters, and Put fetters to his feet; They hae taen zoung Waters, and Thrown him in dungeon deep. Aft I have ridden thro' Stirling town In the wind hot and the weit; Bot I neir rade thro' Stilling town Wi fetters at my feet. Aft I have ridden thro' Stirling town In the wind Bot and the rain: Bot I neir rade thro' Stirling town Neir to return again. They hae taen to the heiding hill His zoung fon in his craddle, And they hae taen to the heiding hill His horfe, bot and his faddle. They hae taen to the heiding hill His lady fair to fee. And for the words the queen had fpoke, Zoung Waters he did dee. THE EW-BUCHTS MARION. A Scottish Song. WILL ze gac to the ew-bughts, Marion, And wear in the sheip wi' mee? The fun fhines fweit, my Marion, But nae half fae fvveit as thee. O marions a bonnie lafs; And the blyth blinks in her ee: And fain wad I marrie Marion, Gin Mation wad marric mee..: Theires gowd in zour garters Marion, And filk on zour white haufs-bane. Fou faine wad I kisse my Marion Ateene quhan I cum hame. Theires braw lads in Earnflaw, Marion, Quha gape and glowr wi' their ee At kiik, quhan they fee my Marion, Bot nane of tham lues like mee. Ive nine milk-ews, my Marion, A cow and a brawney quay: Ifc gie tham au to my Marion, Jufl on her bridal day. I And zees get a grein fey apron, And waistcote o' London brouny And wow bot ze will be vaporing Quhaneerze gang to the toun. Imc yong and stout, my Marion, Nane dance lik mee on the greinCi. And gin ze forfak me, Marion, Ife een gae draw up wi' Jeane. Sae put on zour pearlins, Marion, And kirkle oth cramafie; And fune as my chin has nae haire on, . I fall cum west, and fee zee. THE AGED LOVER RENOUNCETH LOVE.. ILothe that I did love, In youth that I thought fwete: As tyme requires for my behove, ...
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Add this copy of The Beauties of Ancient Poetry to cart. $55.02, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2010 by Nabu Press.
