 | Hector Macneill - 1812 - 218 sivua
...my true love down on yon lea ? Crossed she the meadow yestreen at the gloaming ? Soughtshe theburnie whar flowers the haw tree ? Her hair it is lint-white...roses :— Whar could my wee thing wander frae me ?' ' Isawnae your wee thing, Isawnae your ain thing, Nor saw I your true love down by yon lea ; But... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1816 - 378 sivua
...experienced the force and truth of one tine of it in particular—" 0! poverty parts good company." D 3 Her hair it is lint-white; her skin •it is milk-white;...roses:— Whar could my wee thing wander frae me? But I met my bonnie thing late in the gloamin, Down by the burnie whar flow'rs the haw tree. I saw... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 388 sivua
...Crossed she the meadow yestreen at the gloaming, Sought she the burnie where flowers the hawtree ? Her hair it is lint-white, her skin it is milk-white, Dark is the blue of her soft rolling e'e : Red, red her ripe lips, and sweeter than roses, Where could my wee thing... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 756 sivua
...Crossed she the meadow yestreen at the gloaming, Sought she the burnie where flowers the hawtree ? Her hair it is lint-white, her skin it is milk-white, Dark is the blue of her soft rolling e'e : Red, red her ripe lips, and sweeter than roses, Where could my wee thing... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1829 - 414 sivua
...Cross'd she the meadow yestreen at the gloamin ? Sought she the burnie whar flow'rs the haw-tree ? Her hair it is lint-white ; her skin it is milk-white ; Dark is the blue o' her saft-rolling ee ; Red red her ripe lips, and sweeter than roses : Whar could my wee thing wander frae... | |
 | Denis Florence MacCarthy - 1846 - 554 sivua
...Crossed she the meadow yestreen at the gloaming, Sought she the burnie where flowers the haw-tree:' Her hair it is lint-white, her skin it is milk-white, Dark is the blue of her soft rolling e'e; lied, red are her ripe lips, and sweeter than roses, Where could my wee thing... | |
 | Irish ballads - 1846 - 260 sivua
...Crossed she the meadow yestreen at the gloaming, Sought she the burnie where flowers the haw-tree? Her hair it is lint-white, her skin it is milk-white, Dark is the blue of her soft rolling e'e; Ked, red are her ripe lips, and sweeter than roses, Where could my wee thing... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1852 - 356 sivua
...Cross'd she the meadow yestreen at the gloamin ? Sought she the burnie whar flow'rs the haw-tree ? Her hair it is lint-white, her skin it is milk-white ; Dark is the blue o' her saft-rolling ee ; Eed, red her ripe lips, and sweeter than roses ; Whar could my wee thing wander frae... | |
 | 1853 - 456 sivua
...she the men-dow yes-treen at the gloam-in'? liiir-uiü wliar flow'rs the haw -tree? Her hair, it U lint-white; her skin it is, milk-white : Dark is the blue o' her salt roll - in' ее' ; Red, red, her ripe lips, and sweet-er than ro-ies ; — Whar could my wee thing... | |
 | 1854 - 80 sivua
...down on yon lea ? Cross'd she the meadow Yestreen at the gloaming ? Sought she the burnie whar flow'rs the haw tree ? Her hair it is lint-white ; Her skin...sweeter than roses — Whar could my wee thing wander frac me ? I saw na your wee thing, I saw na your ain thing, Nor saw I your true love down by yon lea... | |
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Saw ye my wee thing, saw ye my ain thing, Saw ye my true love down on yon lea... 
