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" first acquaint, Your locks were like the raven, your bonnie brow was brent, But now your head's turned bald, John, your locks are like the snaw. Yet blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, frae year to year we've... "
The Works of Robert Burns: Containing His Life, by John Lockhart, Esq. ; the ... - Sivu 207
tekijä(t) Robert Burns, John Gibson Lockhart - 1835 - 438 sivua
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Beauties of poetry and gems of art

Beauties - 1865 - 96 sivua
...John, your bonny brow was brent; But now your brow is bald, John, your locks are like the snow ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, we clamb the hill thegither, And mony a canty day, John, we've had wi' ane anither ; Now we maun totter...

Arundines cami: Sive, Musarum Cantabrigiensium lusus canori

Henry Drury - 1865 - 430 sivua
...placere uxori vir curat sua3. es 3)oj&n &nuergon. John Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your' bonnie brow was brent : But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snaw ; Yet blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson,...

Looking Toward Sunset: From Sources Old and New, Original and Selected

Lydia Maria Child - 1866 - 484 sivua
...you. JOHN ANDERSON, MY JO. BY ROBERT BURNS. JOHN ANDERSON, my jo, John, "When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent * ; But now your head 's turned bald, John, Your locks are like the snow; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson,...

The Book of Rubies: A Collection of the Most Notable Love-poems in the ...

1866 - 396 sivua
...Died 1796.] John Anderson, my Jo.* \*f OHN Anderson, my jo, John, Jiji When we were first acquent, ^k Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent; But now your brow is bald, John, Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson,...

The poetical works of Robert Burns. [With] (Memoir of Burns, by sir H. Nicolas).

Robert Burns - 1866 - 358 sivua
...raven, Your bonie brow was brent; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snaw; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither...

The Book of Rubies: A Collection of the Most Notable Love-poems in the ...

1866 - 392 sivua
...[Bo«N 1759. DUD 1796.] JOHN ANDERSON, MY Jo.* OHN Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is bald, John, Your locks are like the snaw; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson,...

Sabrinae corolla, in hortulis regiae scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres ...

Severn river - 1867 - 458 sivua
...John, Your bonnie brow was brent; But uow your brow is bald, John, Your locks are like the snaw; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither; And monie a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither: Now we maun totter...

Gems of English poetry from Chaucer to the present times, selected and ...

Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 sivua
...beneath the furrow's weight, JOHN ANDERSON. JOHN ANDERSON my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent: But now your brow is bald, John, Your locks are like the snow; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my...

The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1867 - 360 sivua
...sweet lovely Jean ! R . Burns CLVI JOHN ANDERSON John Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent; But now your brow is bald, John, Your locks are like the snow ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson...

Gems of English poetry from Chaucer to the present times, selected and ...

Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 sivua
...beneath the furrow's weight, JOHN ANDERSON. JOHN ANDERSON my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent: But now your brow is bald, John, Your locks are like the snow ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson...




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