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" O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and... "
Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Falconer ... - Page 230
by John Aikin - 1838 - 732 pages
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The Works of Robert Burns: With an Account of His Life, and a Criticism on ...

Robert Burns - 1835 - 260 pages
...the gay, green hirk, How rich the hawthorn's hlossom ; As underneath her fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my hosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings,...my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd emhrace, Our parting was lu ' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore our selves asunder...
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The Phrenological Journal and Miscellany, Volume 3

1826
...parting was fu' tender ; " And, pledging aft to meet again, " We tore oursels asunder. " But, oh ! fell death's untimely frost, " That nipt my flower...and cauld's the clay, " That wraps my Highland Mary !" Is this the gloating of sensuality ? Are these the records of impure unhallowed pleasures? Nothing...
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Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Falconer ...

John Aikin - 1838 - 732 pages
...fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie j b 1 ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early ! Now green's the sod, and cauld's...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 9

1839
...birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath the fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my...embrace Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging oft to meet again We tore ourselves asunder : But oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower...
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The Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Volume 3

Robert Burns - 1839
...glowing prejudice of my heart, that throws a borrowed lustre over the merits of the composition.1' The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and...as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' monie a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore...
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The Ladies' Companion, Volumes 11-12

1839
...birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings, Flew o'er me and...dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland ! \Vi' mony a vow and locked embrace, Our parting was fu* tender; And, pledging aft to meet...
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The works of Robert Burns, Volume 3

Robert Burns, James Hogg - 1839
...embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; But Oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae...and cauld's the clay, That wraps my Highland Mary ! these two females sometime afterwards, her eldest son, William Anderson, a mason in Renton, prevailed...
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The Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Volume 3

Robert Burns - 1839
...Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi" monie a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender...pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder ; But Oh ! fell death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early ! Now green's the sod, and cauld's...
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Fly

1839
...blossom, As underneath its fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ; The golden hours on angel's wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary." MEMOIR OF ROBERT BURNS. There are few individuals who have not heard of the name of Burns. No poet...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 46

1839
...fragrant shade I cla<p'd her to my bosom I The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er ma and my dearie j For dear to me. as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. " Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embraot Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging oft to meet again We tore ourselves ;. -under : But...
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