Ancient ballads and songs of the north of Scotland, hitherto unpublished. With notes by P. Buchan, Volume 2

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Peter Buchan
1828
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Page 82 - Lie you there, dove Isabel, And all my sorrows lie with thee ; Till Kemp Owyne come ower the sea, And borrow you with kisses three, Let all the warld do what they will, Oh borrowed shall you never be !
Page 329 - We do not know them in the fountain, but in the stream; not in the root, but in the stem; for we know not which is the mean man that did rise above the vulgar.
Page 162 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer; A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go...
Page 84 - That I have found in the green sea; And while your body it is on, Drawn shall your blood never be; But if you touch me, tail or fin, I vow my belt your death shall be.
Page 272 - He hoist up sails, and awa' sail'd he, And sail'd into a far countrie ; And when he look'd upon his ring, He knew she loved another man. He hoist up sails and home came he, Home unto his ain countrie ; The first he met on his own land, It chanc'd to be a beggar man. " What news, what news, my gude auld What news, what news, hae ye to me ?" " Nae news, nae news," said the auld man, " The morn's our queen's wedding day.
Page 263 - SAW ye my father? or saw ye my mother? Or saw ye my true-love John?
Page 260 - And looked in a diamond bright, To see if she were fair. " My girl, ye do all maids surpass That ever I have seen ; Cheer up your heart, my lovely lass, And hate young Hazelgreen." " Young Hazelgreen he is my love, And ever mair shall be ; I'll nae forsake young Hazelgreen For & the gowd ye'll gie.
Page 313 - They have brought them from the Amal'ekites; for the people spared the best of the sheep and of the oxen, to sacrifice to the LORD your God; and the rest we have utterly destroyed.
Page 83 - And while your finger it is on, Drawn shall your blood never be : But if you touch me, tail or fin, I swear...
Page 206 - Wide in, wide in, my lady fair, Nae harm shall thee befall ; Aft times hae I water'd my steed, Wi' the water o

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