The Songs of Scotland, Ancient and Modern: With an Introduction and Notes, Historical and Critical, and Characters of the Lyric Poets, 4 tomasAllan Cunningham J. Taylor, 1825 |
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Kiti leidimai - Peržiūrėti viską
The Songs of Scotland, Ancient and Modern With an Introduction and ..., 4 tomas Allan Cunningham Visos knygos peržiūra - 1825 |
The Songs of Scotland, Ancient and Modern With an Introd. and ..., 4 tomas Allan Cunningham Trumpų ištraukų rodinys - 1825 |
Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
aboon alang ALLAN CUNNINGHAM Allan-a-dale amang auld auld lang syne Ballochmyle Baloo banks beauty birds birks birks of Aberfeldy blaw blink blithe bloom bonnie lass bosom bower braes braw breast Burns busk cauld charms dear dearie e'en fair Farewell flowers frae gallant gang gentle glen green gude hame heart heaven heroine Highland hills ilka JAMES HOGG Jeanie JOANNA BAILLIE John Anderson Johnie jolly boys lady lassie lawin lo'es Lord Gregory lover lyric maid maiden mammy Mary maun mony morn Muse nae mair naebody Nanie-o ne'er never night o'er old song plaidie poet poet's sang sigh simmer sing smile sorrow stars stream sweet syne tears thee thine THOMAS CAMPBELL thou art verse wave weary wee thing weel wild wind wooing o't ye'll yestreen yon town young
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