The Children's Treasury of English Song

The Children's Treasury of English Song

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1893 edition. Excerpt: ...that sae sweetly is ringin', And echoing clearly o'er lake and o'er lea, Like some fairy bird in the wilderness singin'; It thrills to my heart, yet nae mins'rel I see. Round yonder rock knittin', a dear child is sittin', Sae toilin' her pitifu' pittance is won, HerseF tho' we see nae, 'tis mitherless Jeanie, --The bonnie blind lassie that sits i' the sun. 1 strain, mus'c 4 minstrel, singer 6 pitifu' pittance, small livelihood 7 mitker, mother Five years syne come autumn she cam' wi' her mither, A soccer's puir widow, sair wasted an' gane; As brown fell the leaves, sae wi' them did she wither, And left the sweet child on the wide world her lane. She left Jeanie weepin', in His holy keepin' Wha shelters the lamb frae the cauld wintry win'; We had little siller, yet a' were good till her, The bonnie blind lassie that sits i' the sun. An' blythe now an' cheerfu', frae mornin' to e'enin She sits thro' the simmer, an' gladdens ilk ear, Baith auld and young daut her, sae gentle and winnin'; To a' the folks round the wee lassie is dear. Braw leddies caress her, wi' bounties would press her; The modest bit darlin' their notice would shun; For though she has naething, proud-hearted this wee thing, The bonnie blind lassie that sits i' the sun. T. C. Lotto, 7, NIGHT The sun descending in the west, The evening star does shine; The birds are silent in their nest, And I must seek for mine. The moon, like a flower In heaven's hijh bower, With silent delight Sits and smiles on the night. 9 syne, since 10 sair, sorely 12 her lane, alone 15 siller, money: till, to T8 simmer, summer: ilk, every 19 daut, dote on 20 a', all 21 braw leddies, fine ladies 22 bit, little Farewell, green fields and happy groves, Where flocks have ta'en delight; Where lambs have nibbled, .show more

Product details

  • Paperback | 72 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 145g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236595386
  • 9781236595386