Poems and Songs: Humorous, Serious, and SatiricalA. Gardner, 1901 - 257 頁 |
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ain fireside alang amang ance anither auld baith Barrowfield Bauldy Buchanan bawbee Behave yoursel Betty black coat blest blooming Mary Beaton blythe bonnie bairn Bonnie blooming Mary bonnie lasses bosom braw cauld cheek Colin Dulap dear dear Jessie Dzheordzhe is king e'en e'er earth Erin go bragh fair frae gang gi'e Glasgow gravat sae white gude hame heart himsel honest I'll awa ilka Inveraray Inverkip Jamie M'Nab kiss yestreen lads langsyne lassie lo'ed Lord Sidmouth mak's maun meet meikle mither Molendinar Burne mony muckle Nae mair nainsel nane ne'er never o'er owre poor Queen ROBERT TANNAHILL Robin Tamson's Rodger Royal Sawney shust siller smile songs soon sweet ta wee tell thee thegither There's thing thocht thou toil weaver weel whase ye'll ye're
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第 3 頁 - BEHAVE YOURSEL' BEFORE FOLK Behave yoursel' before folk ! Behave yoursel' before folk ! And dinna be sae rude to me As kiss me sae before folk ! It wadna gie me meikle pain, Gin we were seen and heard by nane, To tak' a kiss, or grant you ane ; But gudesake ! no before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk ! Behave yoursel' before folk ! Whate'er you do when out o' view, Be cautious aye before folk.
第 xxix 頁 - ... the farmer and his men pursue their summer toil, whether under the Stars and Stripes or under the Union Jack — the thought and sympathy of men are directed to Robert Burns. I have sometimes asked myself, if a rollcall of fame were read over at the beginning of every century, how many men of eminence would answer a second time to their names. But of our poet there is no doubt or question. The adsum of Burns rings out clear and unchallenged.
第 160 頁 - MY mither men't my auld breeks, An' wow ! but they were duddy, And sent me to get Mally shod At Robin Tamson's smiddy ; The smiddy stands beside the burn That wimples through the clachan, I never yet gae by the door, But aye I fa
第 4 頁 - Behave yoursel' before folk ! Behave yoursel' before folk ! Whate'er you do when out o' view, Be cautious aye before folk. Consider, lad , how folk will crack, And what a great affair they'll mak' O' naething but a simple smack That's gien or taen before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk ! Behave yoursel' before folk ! Nor gie the tongue o' auld or young Occasion to come o'er folk.
第 5 頁 - Sic tales, I doubt, are a' deceit ; At ony rate, it's hardly meet To pree their sweets before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk ; Gin that's the case, there's time and place, But surely no before folk. But, gin you really do insist That I should suffer to be kiss'd, Gae, get a license frae the priest, And mak' me yours before folk. Behave yoursel...
第 2 頁 - An' aye she e'ed my auld breeks, The time that we sat crackin', Quo' I, my lass, ne'er mind the clouts, I've new anes for the makin' ; But gin ye'll just come hame wi' me, An' lea' the carle, your father, Ye'se get my breeks to keep in trim, Mysel' an' a
第 4 頁 - As ye ha'e done before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk; Nor heat my cheeks wi' your mad freaks, But aye be douce before folk. Ye tell me that my lips are sweet, Sic tales, I doubt, are a' deceit; At ony rate, it's hardly meet To pree their sweets before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk; Gin that's the case, there's time, and place, But surely no before folk.
第 xxviii 頁 - His third publication was, Stray Leaves from the Portfolios of Alisander the seer, Andrew Whaup, and Humphrey Henkeckle — these being the assumed names under which the most of the pieces — chiefly satirical — had been previously published in various periodicals. This, issued by Charles Rattray in 1842, was the last complete work of which Rodger had the sole authorship.
第 8 頁 - An' syne she'll pe fish-cod, man, Ta place tey'll call Newfoundhims-land, Pe far peyont ta proad, man. But, och-hon-ee ! one misty night, Nainsel will lost her way, man, Her poat was trown'd, hersel' got fright, She'll mind till dying day, man. So fait ! she'll pe fish-cod no more, But back to Morven cam', man, An...
第 161 頁 - I'll marry in my prime, An' mak a wife most thrifty.' Wow ! Robin was an angry man, At tyning o' his dochter : Thro' a' the kintra-side he ran, An' far an' near he socht her ; But when he cam to our fire-end, An' fand us baith thegither, Quo' I, ' Gudeman, I've ta'en your bairn, An