ISBN: 1236976827

[EAN: 9781236976826], Neubuch, [PU: RareBooksClub], ALLAN RAMSAY,SUBJECTS, This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 58 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may … Meer...

[EAN: 9781236976826], Neubuch, [PU: RareBooksClub], ALLAN RAMSAY,SUBJECTS, This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 58 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876 edition. Excerpt: . . . afleep, How ye kifsd me frae cheek to cheek, Now leave thefe cheeks to dreep. XI. How coud ye ca my hurdies fat, And comfort of your fight 1 How coud you roofe my dimpled hand, Now all my dimples flight XII. Why did you promife me a mood, To bind my locks fae brown 1 Why did you me fine garters height, Yet let my hofe fa down XIII. O faithlefs Watty, think how aft I ment your farks and hofe! For you how many bannocks flown, How many cogues of brofe! XIV. But hark!--the kail-bell rings, and I Maun gae link aff the pot; Come fee, ye hafh, how fair I fweat, To ftegh your guts, ye fot. xv. The grace was faid, the mafter fervd, Fat Madge returnd again, Blyth Watty raife and raxd himfell, And fidgd he was fae fain. XVI. He hyd him to the favory bench, Where a warm haggies flood, And gart his gooly through the bag Let out its fat hearts blood. XVII. And thrice he cryd, Come eat, dear Madge, Of this delicious fare; Syne clawd it aff moft cleverly, Till he could eat nae mair. Celia in a Jeffamine Bower. WHEN the bright god of day Drove weftward his ray, And the evening was charming and clear, The fwallows amain Nimbly fkim oer the plain, And our fhadows like giants appear. Ii. In a jeffamine bower, When the bean was in flower, And zephyrs breathd odours around, Lovd Celia fhe fat With her fong and fpinet, And fhe charmd all the grove with her found. Rofy bowers fhe fung, Whilft the harmony rung, And the birds they all fluttring arrive, The induflrious bees, From the flowers and trees, Gently hum with their fweets to their hive. IV. The gay god of love, As he flew oer the grove, By zephyrs conducted along; As he touchd on the firings, He beat time with his wings, And echo repeated the fong. O ye mortals! beware How ye venture. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN.<

2013, ISBN: 1236976827

[EAN: 9781236976826], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missin… Meer...

[EAN: 9781236976826], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876 edition. Excerpt: .afleep, How ye kifs d me frae cheek to cheek, Now leave thefe cheeks to dreep. XI. How cou d ye ca my hurdies fat, And comfort of your fight 1 How cou d you roofe my dimpled hand, Now all my dimples flight? XII. Why did you promife me a mood, To bind my locks fae brown 1 Why did you me fine garters height, Yet let my hofe fa down? XIII. O faithlefs Watty, think how aft I ment your farks and hofe! For you how many bannocks flown, How many cogues of brofe! XIV. But hark!--the kail-bell rings, and I Maun gae link aff the pot; Come fee, ye hafh, how fair I fweat, To ftegh your guts, ye fot. xv. The grace was faid, the mafter ferv d, Fat Madge return d again, Blyth Watty raife and rax d himfell, And fidg d he was fae fain. XVI. He hy d him to the favory bench, Where a warm haggies flood, And gart his gooly through the bag Let out its fat heart s blood. XVII. And thrice he cry d, Come eat, dear Madge, Of this delicious fare; Syne claw d it aff moft cleverly, Till he could eat nae mair. Celia in a Jeffamine Bower. WHEN the bright god of day Drove weftward his ray, And the evening was charming and clear, The fwallows amain Nimbly fkim o er the plain, And our fhadows like giants appear. Ii. In a jeffamine bower, When the bean was in flower, And zephyrs breath d odours around, Lov d Celia fhe fat With her fong and fpinet, And fhe charm d all the grove with her found. Rofy bowers fhe fung, Whilft the harmony rung, And the birds they all flutt ring arrive, The induflrious bees, From the flowers and trees, Gently hum with their fweets to their hive. IV. The gay god of love, As he flew o er the grove, By zephyrs conducted along; As he touch d on the firings, He beat time with his wings, And echo repeated the fong. O ye mortals! beware How ye venture.<

2013, ISBN: 1236976827

[EAN: 9781236976826], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing… Meer...

[EAN: 9781236976826], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876 edition. Excerpt: .afleep, How ye kifs d me frae cheek to cheek, Now leave thefe cheeks to dreep. XI. How cou d ye ca my hurdies fat, And comfort of your fight 1 How cou d you roofe my dimpled hand, Now all my dimples flight? XII. Why did you promife me a mood, To bind my locks fae brown 1 Why did you me fine garters height, Yet let my hofe fa down? XIII. O faithlefs Watty, think how aft I ment your farks and hofe! For you how many bannocks flown, How many cogues of brofe! XIV. But hark!--the kail-bell rings, and I Maun gae link aff the pot; Come fee, ye hafh, how fair I fweat, To ftegh your guts, ye fot. xv. The grace was faid, the mafter ferv d, Fat Madge return d again, Blyth Watty raife and rax d himfell, And fidg d he was fae fain. XVI. He hy d him to the favory bench, Where a warm haggies flood, And gart his gooly through the bag Let out its fat heart s blood. XVII. And thrice he cry d, Come eat, dear Madge, Of this delicious fare; Syne claw d it aff moft cleverly, Till he could eat nae mair. Celia in a Jeffamine Bower. WHEN the bright god of day Drove weftward his ray, And the evening was charming and clear, The fwallows amain Nimbly fkim o er the plain, And our fhadows like giants appear. Ii. In a jeffamine bower, When the bean was in flower, And zephyrs breath d odours around, Lov d Celia fhe fat With her fong and fpinet, And fhe charm d all the grove with her found. Rofy bowers fhe fung, Whilft the harmony rung, And the birds they all flutt ring arrive, The induflrious bees, From the flowers and trees, Gently hum with their fweets to their hive. IV. The gay god of love, As he flew o er the grove, By zephyrs conducted along; As he touch d on the firings, He beat time with his wings, And echo repeated the fong. O ye mortals! beware How ye venture.<