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Agnes Maclehose (26 April 1758 [2] – 23 October 1841 [3]), or Agnes Craig, known to her friends as Nancy [4] and to Robert Burns followers as Clarinda, was a Scotswoman who had an unconsummated affair with Burns during 1787-88, on which he based the 1791 song "Ae Fond Kiss". The pseudonyms of her "Clarinda" to his "Sylvander" were adopted by ...
Burns's original setting of three verses in eight lines was set to the tune of "Rory Dall's Port". The musical score [4] was published in the collection of Scottish folks songs known as the Scots Musical Museum. (The melody playable on the link here is not "Rory Dall's Port", but perhaps is now more associated with the words than the original.)
Burns wrote in 1794 to Robert Riddell's unmarried sister Eleanor, asking that she and her married sister Elizabeth would either return or destroy the manuscripts, saying that "I made a collection of all my trifles in verse which I had ever written. They are many of them local, some puerile and silly, and all of them unfit for the public eye.
In 1695, an Act of the Scottish Parliament set up the "Company of Scotland Trading in Africa and the Indies" generally just called the Company of Scotland.Although the Act limited investors to a maximum of £3,000, simple maths shows that the investors found a way around this and on average invested £35,000 each (around £4 million in modern terms).
“You can kid the world, but not your sister.” — Charlotte Gray “She’s always there for me when I need her. She’s my best friend. She’s just my everything.”
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Daniel de la Hoz/getty images. 1. She *Has* to Be Right. Your good old sis has hated every person you’ve ever dated, and it’s starting to feel like no one is going to be good enough.
And come as ye were na comin' to me. O, whistle, etc. At kirk or at market, whene'er ye meet me, Gang by me as though that ye cared na a flie; But steal me a blink o' your bonnie black e'e, Yet look as ye were na lookin' at me, Yet look as ye were na lookin' at me. O, whistle, etc. Aye vow and protest that ye care na for me,