Tales of My Grandmother, Τόμος 2A. Constable, 1825 |
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Σελίδα 13
... mind not unlike the remembrance of a troubled stream . The A dark night , with a heavy sea , and frequent squalls , left no alternative , but to steer away across the dark bosom of the North Sea . When Sol had thrown his broad beams ...
... mind not unlike the remembrance of a troubled stream . The A dark night , with a heavy sea , and frequent squalls , left no alternative , but to steer away across the dark bosom of the North Sea . When Sol had thrown his broad beams ...
Σελίδα 22
... mind . He threw it from him with violence under the table , and pulling his bonnet upon his brow , was about to depart , when , turning suddenly round , he discovered the three gamblers whispering to one another , and pointing towards ...
... mind . He threw it from him with violence under the table , and pulling his bonnet upon his brow , was about to depart , when , turning suddenly round , he discovered the three gamblers whispering to one another , and pointing towards ...
Σελίδα 24
... mind , which had been all tumult and commotion , now began to subside ; his recol- lection to unfold to him all the horrors of his situa- tion , without a ducat in his purse , friendless , and in a far distant country . These might be ...
... mind , which had been all tumult and commotion , now began to subside ; his recol- lection to unfold to him all the horrors of his situa- tion , without a ducat in his purse , friendless , and in a far distant country . These might be ...
Σελίδα 25
... mind o ' bonnie Mary Hay's boat pool just below the berry - den , I was sae griev'd at your absence , that I could not help trying a bit o ' a VOL . II . B lilt , just to keep my heart above the brink TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER . 25.
... mind o ' bonnie Mary Hay's boat pool just below the berry - den , I was sae griev'd at your absence , that I could not help trying a bit o ' a VOL . II . B lilt , just to keep my heart above the brink TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER . 25.
Σελίδα 33
... mind is stored with the choicest pro- ductions of history , sacred and profane - the ærial flight of the poet , -the machinery of the epic , down to the natural dialogue of the pastoral -works of fancy and wit , are the solace of his ...
... mind is stored with the choicest pro- ductions of history , sacred and profane - the ærial flight of the poet , -the machinery of the epic , down to the natural dialogue of the pastoral -works of fancy and wit , are the solace of his ...
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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.