336. Song-My Eppie Macnab (Robert Burns Poem)
O SAW ye my dearie, my Eppie Macnab? O saw ye my dearie, my Eppie Macnab? She's down in the ...
O SAW ye my dearie, my Eppie Macnab? O saw ye my dearie, my Eppie Macnab? She's down in the ...
WI' braw new branks in mickle pride, And eke a braw new brechan, My Pegasus I'm got astride, And up ...
O KEN ye what Meg o' the Mill has gotten, An' ken ye what Meg o' the Mill has gotten? ...
LAST May, a braw wooer cam doun the lang glen, And sair wi' his love he did deave me; I ...
THERE'S Auld Rob Morris that wons in yon glen, He's the King o' gude fellows, and wale o' auld men; ...
IN Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men, And proper young lasses and a', man; But ken ye the ...
MY heart is a-breaking, dear Tittie, Some counsel unto me come len', To anger them a' is a pity, But ...
BRAW, braw lads on Yarrow-braes, They rove amang the blooming heather; But Yarrow braes, nor Ettrick shaws Can match the ...
WHOM will you send to London town, To Parliament and a' that? Or wha in a' the country round The ...
IF ye gae up to yon hill-tap, Ye'll there see bonie Peggy; She kens her father is a laird, And ...
THERE was five Carlins in the South, They fell upon a scheme, To send a lad to London town, To ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
THERE'S a youth in this city, it were a great pity That he from our lassies should wander awa'; For ...
SIR, o'er a gill I gat your card, I trow it made me proud; "See wha taks notice o' the ...
I HOLD it, sir, my bounden duty To warn you how that Master Tootie, Alias, Laird M'Gaun, Was here to ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
ORTHODOX! orthodox, who believe in John Knox, Let me sound an alarm to your conscience: A heretic blast has been ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
SOME books are lies frae end to end, And some great lies were never penn'd: Ev'n ministers they hae been ...
Unto his housemaid spoke the Laird: "Tonight the Bishop is our guest; The spare room must be warmed and aired: ...
Beautiful Hill o' Balgay, With your green frees and flowers fair, 'Tis health for the old and young For to ...
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