Tales of My Grandmother, Τόμος 2A. Constable, 1825 |
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Σελίδα 3
... and siller pines . " " True , Davie , true , " replied a noble - looking youth , with a blue velvet bonnet , plumed with the pinion feathers of the mountain eagle , and a few sprigs of blooming heather - a riding tunic of fine.
... and siller pines . " " True , Davie , true , " replied a noble - looking youth , with a blue velvet bonnet , plumed with the pinion feathers of the mountain eagle , and a few sprigs of blooming heather - a riding tunic of fine.
Σελίδα 8
... Nay , nay , my noble youth , " exclaimed the Fleming , " thou shalt not embroil thyself with your townsmen on our account ; for , list , the vio- lence of the people augments ; now they are forc- 8 TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER .
... Nay , nay , my noble youth , " exclaimed the Fleming , " thou shalt not embroil thyself with your townsmen on our account ; for , list , the vio- lence of the people augments ; now they are forc- 8 TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER .
Σελίδα 9
... noble Captain ! " exclaimed 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 ...
... noble Captain ! " exclaimed 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 ...
Σελίδα 9
... Nay , nay , my noble youth , " exclaimed the Fleming , " thou shalt not embroil thyself with your townsmen on our account ; for , list , the vio- lence of the people augments ; now they are forc- 8 TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER .
... Nay , nay , my noble youth , " exclaimed the Fleming , " thou shalt not embroil thyself with your townsmen on our account ; for , list , the vio- lence of the people augments ; now they are forc- 8 TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER .
Σελίδα 9
... noble Captain ! " exclaimed 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 ...
... noble Captain ! " exclaimed 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 ...
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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.