Tales of My Grandmother, Τόμος 2A. Constable, 1825 |
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Σελίδα 12
... carried blazing torches , which , flashing upon their enraged features through the gleam of the night , gave them a frantic and fury - like ap- pearance . Now flew a crowd of missiles , which fell on board the Flemish ship , moored at a ...
... carried blazing torches , which , flashing upon their enraged features through the gleam of the night , gave them a frantic and fury - like ap- pearance . Now flew a crowd of missiles , which fell on board the Flemish ship , moored at a ...
Σελίδα 15
... carried his passengers ashore , and intro- duced Lewis into the house of a friend , Hans Vendermere , a painter of some eminence . The kindness of the Captain , and the hospitable atten- tion of the old painter , made Lewis almost ...
... carried his passengers ashore , and intro- duced Lewis into the house of a friend , Hans Vendermere , a painter of some eminence . The kindness of the Captain , and the hospitable atten- tion of the old painter , made Lewis almost ...
Σελίδα 36
... carried a small guitar - her features were masculine , yet not destitute of beauty , such a profile as a Guido would have selected for the head of a Sybil pro- phesying . Having been seated a short time , she took the guitar , and ...
... carried a small guitar - her features were masculine , yet not destitute of beauty , such a profile as a Guido would have selected for the head of a Sybil pro- phesying . Having been seated a short time , she took the guitar , and ...
Σελίδα 72
... carried to the couch of a dying fa- ther , to receive his blessing , and am I now to put my name to a vile forgery ? —No , never ! it is all imposture . " " Are you aware of the consequence , if if you refuse to place thy signet to that ...
... carried to the couch of a dying fa- ther , to receive his blessing , and am I now to put my name to a vile forgery ? —No , never ! it is all imposture . " " Are you aware of the consequence , if if you refuse to place thy signet to that ...
Σελίδα 75
... of my misfortunes ; but move from my sight that loathsome body , if you me to die in peace ! " wish Lewis took the body , dead to all appearance , and carried it to the outside of the hermitage ; TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER . 75.
... of my misfortunes ; but move from my sight that loathsome body , if you me to die in peace ! " wish Lewis took the body , dead to all appearance , and carried it to the outside of the hermitage ; TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER . 75.
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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.