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" Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms Burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! 0 think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spak' nae mair ! There did she swoon wi' meikle... "
The Western Educational Review - Page 146
1871
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Harper's Cyclopaedia of British and American Poetry

Epes Sargent - American poetry - 1882 - 1002 pages
...lies! Night anil day on nie ehe cries. Oh that I were where llelun lies, Ou l'air Kirkconnell lea! bitrd1 Helen droiit, Ami died to suecor me ! Oh, think ye na iny heart was sair. When my love dropt...
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volume 2

William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1882 - 420 pages
...! Night and day on me she cries ; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirkconnell lee I Cursed be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my anus burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! Oh think ye na my heart was sair, When my love dropt...
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In the Country: Essays

Morgan George Watkins - England - 1883 - 248 pages
...Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries ; Oh that I were where Helen lies On fair Kirkconnell Lea ; Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst...fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! " The fine lines of another ballad answer well to her traditional beauty,...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language

Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1885 - 430 pages
...where Helen lies On fair Kirconnell lea ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst thj hand that fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! 0 think na but my heart was sair When my Love dropt down and spak nae njair...
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Among the Old Scotch Minstrels: Studying Their Ballads of War, Love, Social ...

William M'Dowall - Ballads - 1888 - 370 pages
...day on me she cries ; O that I were where Helen lies, "Curst be the heart that thought thethought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! " O think ye na my heart was sair When my love dropt doun and spak nae mair...
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The English Poets: Lessing, Rousseau: Essays

James Russell Lowell - English poetry - 1888 - 356 pages
...shuddering compression is masterly. Compare " Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And cunt the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, That died to succour me ! O, think ye not my heart was sair When my love dropt down and spate na niair...
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Auld Scots Ballants

Robert Ford - Ballads, English - 1889 - 312 pages
...where Helen lies, On fair Kirkconnell lee ! Curs'd be the heart that thought the thought, And curs'd the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me. 0 think ye na my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spake nae mair...
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Literary Essays, Volume 4

James Russell Lowell - European literature - 1890 - 436 pages
...for swiftness of movement and savage sincerity of feeling. Its shuddering compression is masterly. " Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst...fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, That died to succor me! O, think ye not my heart was sair When my love dropt down and spake na inair...
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Ballad Book

Katharine Lee Bates - Ballads, English - 1890 - 262 pages
...Helen lies ; Night and day on me she cries ; 0 that I were where Helen lies On fair Kirconnell lea ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst...fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succor me ! 0 think na but my heart was sair When my Love dropt down and sp ak nae mair...
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Literary Essays, Volume 4

James Russell Lowell - English literature - 1890 - 436 pages
...for swiftness of movement and savage sincerity of feeling. Its shuddering compression is masterly. " Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms bnrd Helen dropt, That died to succor me ! O, think ye not my heart was sair When my love dropt down...
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