 | Great Britain - 1830 - 484 pages
...truly Burus mu»t have fell, when he wrote, " The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and ray dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary." , And there flows the stream, and yonder stands the Castle of Montgomery, and softly falls the summer... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Ballads, Scots - 1829 - 414 pages
...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 my dearie ; For dear...as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' monie a vow and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Ballads, Scots - 1829 - 388 pages
...their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom t The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me avid my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' monie a vow and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; * Burns wrote this song upon an unfortunate... | |
 | Robert Burns - Scotland - 1831 - 484 pages
...hawthorn s blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp 'd her to my bosom ! Tho golden hours on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear...life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and U*k'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging oft to meet again. We lore oursnls asunder... | |
 | 1831 - 426 pages
...the gar green birk. How rich the hawthorn's Ыомот ; ath their fragrant shade, Wi' monie a TOW, and lock'd embrace. Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet afiain, We tore oursels asunder; But Oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...underneath their fragrant shade, I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Klew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' monie a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender; And. pledging aft to meet again, We tore... | |
 | Robert Burns - Ballads, Scots - 1834 - 420 pages
...hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom. The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie, For dear to...me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary." To the same affectionate young creature, Burns addressed a strain of scarcely inferior beauty, beginning... | |
 | Robert Burns, Allan Cunningham - Ballads, Scots - 1834 - 370 pages
...wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary ! III. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was...tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; But oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early ! — Now green's... | |
 | Robert Burns - Poetry, Modern - 1834 - 206 pages
...rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade, 120 The golden hours on angel winga, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. \Vi' many a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' lender ; And, pledging aft to meet again,... | |
 | Ballads, English - 1835 - 418 pages
...Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear...tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again ; We tore oursels asunder ; But oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early ! — Now green's... | |
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O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green 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 my dearie; For dear to me as light and... 
