Tales of My Grandmother, Τόμος 2A. Constable, 1825 |
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Σελίδα 18
... Gordon , to whom painting had become his sole study and amusement - unskilled in the villany of the world , he dreamed not of the dark plots of John o ' Middleburgh , who had come to the knowledge of the casket , and its valuable ...
... Gordon , to whom painting had become his sole study and amusement - unskilled in the villany of the world , he dreamed not of the dark plots of John o ' Middleburgh , who had come to the knowledge of the casket , and its valuable ...
Σελίδα 20
... ; but since thy metal is gone , keep thy temper ; and come , mates , " addressing his two companions , " let us be jogging while our boots are green . " The blood of young Gordon began to boil in his 20 TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER .
... ; but since thy metal is gone , keep thy temper ; and come , mates , " addressing his two companions , " let us be jogging while our boots are green . " The blood of young Gordon began to boil in his 20 TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER .
Σελίδα 21
Archibald Crawfurd. The blood of young Gordon began to boil in his veins , when he thought how much he had de- meaned himself , in associating with such charac- ters as the party he was engaged with . " John o ' Middleburgh , when first ...
Archibald Crawfurd. The blood of young Gordon began to boil in his veins , when he thought how much he had de- meaned himself , in associating with such charac- ters as the party he was engaged with . " John o ' Middleburgh , when first ...
Σελίδα 23
... Gordon , measuring the length of his sword with John o ' Middleburgh , having disarmed his two confederates from the dexterous movements of his sword , being very ex- pert in the use of his weapon . After parrying a few thrusts from the ...
... Gordon , measuring the length of his sword with John o ' Middleburgh , having disarmed his two confederates from the dexterous movements of his sword , being very ex- pert in the use of his weapon . After parrying a few thrusts from the ...
Σελίδα 26
... let the name of Lewis Gordon be forgot ; his folly and his crimes perish with him . Say that I died . No more ! Go as thou fearest the sword of a desperate man . ” " Na , na , my Lord Lewis ; Davie 26 . TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER .
... let the name of Lewis Gordon be forgot ; his folly and his crimes perish with him . Say that I died . No more ! Go as thou fearest the sword of a desperate man . ” " Na , na , my Lord Lewis ; Davie 26 . TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER .
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Aberdeen answered Lewis Antwerp Archy arrived auld bairn barber barque Beatrice became began betwixt boat bond Bonnie Braehead Captain casket cloak Colonel Gordon continued court daughter Davie Garrie door ducats Earwind endeavour exclaimed Lewis eyes Father Gerrard feelings Ferrara Fleeming fortune frae Freeburgh gambler ha'e hand hath heard heart hermitage Holyrood honour Huntly instantly Italian Jacobite John of Middleburgh King James Knight of Malta Lady leave Lewis Gordon Lockhart look Lord Lewie maiden Majesty Marchioness Mary Hay Mary Lee Mary M'Alpine mind miser mother never night noble Noranda old Brugel period Peter Brugel poor purse replied Lewis Robin Wishart Saul scene Seward shouted Simon the Tanner St Clair stood stranger sword tell thee thou art thou wilt tion troopers trysting tree Vandermere village villain widow Willie Pringle woman
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Σελίδα 23 - Bonnie Mary Hay, I will lo'e thee yet, For thy eye is the slae, thy hair is the jet ; The snaw is thy skin, and the rose is thy cheek ; Bonnie Mary Hay, I will lo'e thee yet Bonnie Mary Hay, will you gang wi...
Σελίδα 23 - ... Mary Hay, I will lo'e thee yet, For thy eye is the slae, thy hair is the jet; The snaw is thy skin, and the rose is thy cheek ; Bonnie Mary Hay, I will lo'e thee yet. Bonnie Mary Hay, will you gang wi' me. When the sun's in the west, to the hawthorn tree; To the hawthorn tree in the bonnie berry den, And I'll tell you, Mary, how I lo'e you then? Bonnie Mary Hay, it's haliday to me When thou art couthie, kind, and free ; There's nae clouds in the lift, nor storms in the sky, Bonnie Mary Hay, when...
Σελίδα 281 - FAREWELL to Glen-Shalloch, A farewell for ever ! Farewell to my wee cot That stands by the river ! The fall is loud sounding In voices that vary, And the echoes surrounding Lament with my Mary.