 | Robert Burns - Scotland - 1882 - 374 pages
...clear, winding rills, There daily I wander as noon rita high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet *ยป* is my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the roses blow ; There oft as mild ev"ning weeps o^ci the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and... | |
 | English poetry - 1885 - 668 pages
...slumbering fair. How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring hills, Far mark'd by the courses of clear, winding rills; There daily I wander, as noon rises high, My...in the woodlands the primroses blow; There, oft as the mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream,... | |
 | English poetry - 1885 - 686 pages
...neighboring hills, Far mark'd by the courses of clear, winding rills; There daily I wander, as noon rise* high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye....below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow; TVr/ , oft <* the mild evening weeps ove" the lea, The -7>eet-3cented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy... | |
 | Ludwig Herrig - 1885 - 752 pages
...mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills! 10 How lofty, sweet Afton! thy neighbouring hills. aster himself, who glared on Master Scrooge with a ferocious condescension, and threw below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses How pleasant thy banks and green valleys blow! There... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1885 - 372 pages
...fair. How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eve. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1885 - 296 pages
...been his fate had not Death seized her as his prey ? And did he there, in imagination only, " . . . . wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye"?] ADDRESS TO THE SHADE OF THOMSON, ON CROWNING HIS BUST AT EDNAM, ROXBURGHSHIRE, WITH A WREATH OF BAYS.... | |
 | Robert Burns - Scottish poetry - 1886 - 468 pages
...Fair. How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My...sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green vallies below, Where, wild in the woodlands, the primroses blow ; There oft, as mild Ev'ning weeps... | |
 | American poetry - 1886 - 552 pages
...fair. How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring hills, Far marked with the courses of clear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Maiy resides; How wanton... | |
 | Robert Burns - Scotland - 1887 - 400 pages
...fair. How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My...the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft as mild ev'ning weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton,... | |
 | Algernon Charles Swinburne - Poetry of places - 1887 - 390 pages
...Water.] TT OW lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills ; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My...the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft as mild ev'ning weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton,... | |
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Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides ; How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flow'rets she stems thy clear wave. 
