Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms Burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! 0 think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spak' nae mair ! There did she swoon wi' meikle... The Ballads of Scotland - 40 ページWilliam Edmondstoune Aytoun 著 - 1858 - 405 ページ全文表示 - この書籍について
| William Herbert - 1804 - 244 ページ
...is frequently used for a maid ; as for instance in the beautiful song of Helen of Kirkonell Lee, " When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me." In this ballad the thrush and nightingale seem to be used metaphorically for the damsels. It appears... | |
| Walter Scott - 1806 - 458 ページ
...where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnell Lee ! Curst be the heart, that thought the thought,...curst the hand, that fired the shot, When in my arms hurd* Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! O think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down... | |
| Scottish border - 1812 - 516 ページ
...where Helen lies! Night and day on me she cries ; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnel Lee ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, "W hen in my arms burd * Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! O think na ye my heart was sair, When... | |
| Scottish border - 1821 - 472 ページ
...where Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries ; Oh that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnell Lee ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought,...my arms burd * Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! O think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spak nae mair ! There did she swoon... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1829 - 408 ページ
...care, On fair Kirkconnel lee. Carat be the heart that thocht the thocht, And curst the hand that shot the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me. As I went down the water-side, None but my foe to be my guide, None but my foe to be my guide, On fair... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1829 - 356 ページ
...care, On fair Kirkconnel lee. Curst be the heart that thocht the thocht, And curst the hand that shot the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me. As I went down the water-side, None but my foe to be my guide, None but my foe to be my guide, On fair... | |
| Walter Scott - 1833 - 1104 ページ
...where Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnell Lee ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that firea the shot, When in my arms burdt Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! 0 think na ye my heart... | |
| 1835 - 418 ページ
...When my love dropt and spoke nae mair, She sank and swoon'd wi' meikle care On fair Kirconnel lea. Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst...my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me. As I went down the water wide, None but my foe to be my guide, With sword in hand and side by side,... | |
| England - 1835 - 794 ページ
...When my love dropt and spoke nae mair, She sank and swoon'd wi' meikla care On fair Kirconnel lea. Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst...my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me. As I went down the water wide, None but my foe to be my guide, With sword in hand and side by side,... | |
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