Tales of My Grandmother, Τόμος 2A. Constable, 1825 |
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Σελίδα 9
... Lewis , " thou takest this to heart more than the occasion fits ; for these fiery Scots , which thou , with justice , hath observed , are not much troubled with phlegm , and are oftentimes too much given . to choler . I can farther tell ...
... Lewis , " thou takest this to heart more than the occasion fits ; for these fiery Scots , which thou , with justice , hath observed , are not much troubled with phlegm , and are oftentimes too much given . to choler . I can farther tell ...
Σελίδα 9
... Lewis , " thou takest this to heart more than the occasion fits ; for these fiery Scots , which thou , with justice , hath observed , are not much troubled with phlegm , and are oftentimes too much given to choler . I can farther tell ...
... Lewis , " thou takest this to heart more than the occasion fits ; for these fiery Scots , which thou , with justice , hath observed , are not much troubled with phlegm , and are oftentimes too much given to choler . I can farther tell ...
Σελίδα 11
... Lewis , " thy brisket swelleth . " “ There is an innate quality of valour about these mountain hinds of Scotland , that draweth the admiration of the world , go where they will , " exclaimed the Fleming . " Pshaw ! pshaw ! " replied ...
... Lewis , " thy brisket swelleth . " “ There is an innate quality of valour about these mountain hinds of Scotland , that draweth the admiration of the world , go where they will , " exclaimed the Fleming . " Pshaw ! pshaw ! " replied ...
Σελίδα 13
... Lewis arrived upon deck , he was greeted wish , " Saul , my Lord , but we've play'd oursel's a bonny pliskie . This comes frae fighting ither fo'ks ' quarrels , and leaving our ain daurg in TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER . 18.
... Lewis arrived upon deck , he was greeted wish , " Saul , my Lord , but we've play'd oursel's a bonny pliskie . This comes frae fighting ither fo'ks ' quarrels , and leaving our ain daurg in TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER . 18.
Σελίδα 14
... Lewis , " when it is explained , all will be right . Providence brought us to the aid of these strangers in their utmost need , and the chance of the fray forced us on board and here we are , tossing on the billows of the Northern Ocean ...
... Lewis , " when it is explained , all will be right . Providence brought us to the aid of these strangers in their utmost need , and the chance of the fray forced us on board and here we are , tossing on the billows of the Northern Ocean ...
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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.