Текст песни Burns Robert - Blythe Was She
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Blythe Was She (Robert Burns)By Oughtertyre grows the aik, On Yarrow banks the birken shaw;But Phemie was a bonier lass Than braes o Yarrow ever saw.ch. Blythe, blythe and merry was she, Blythe was she butt and ben, Blythe by the banks of Ern, And blythe in Glenturit glen!Her looks were like a flow`r in May, Her smile was like a simmer morn:Shc tripped by the banks o Ern, As light`s a bird upon a thorn.Her bonie face it was as meek As onie lamb upon a lea.The evening sun was ne`er sae sweet As was the blink o Phemie`s e`e.The Highland hills I`ve wander`d wide, As o,er the lawlands I hae been,But phemie was the blythest lass That ever trod the dewy green.tune:Andrew an` his Cutty Gun (179)filename[ BLYHWSHEplay.exe BLYHWSHEARB===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===