Tales of My Grandmother, Τόμος 2A. Constable, 1825 |
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Σελίδα 3
... brown oak 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.
... brown oak 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 11
... replied Lewie , " mere gas- conade . However , forward to the breach ; for , by the holy Saint Andrew , if we remain here , there will be no bon accord for us ; for see there is one of thy fancied- enemies , Davie , just fallen at thy ...
... replied Lewie , " mere gas- conade . However , forward to the breach ; for , by the holy Saint Andrew , if we remain here , there will be no bon accord for us ; for see there is one of thy fancied- enemies , Davie , just fallen at thy ...
Σελίδα 20
... replied Lewis , galled at the proposition of the Fleming . " Hold there , my mountain cock , bullies we are not ; wine - bibbers - that is as it may be ; con- firmed gamblers , that remains to be proved ; for there is no evidence but ...
... replied Lewis , galled at the proposition of the Fleming . " Hold there , my mountain cock , bullies we are not ; wine - bibbers - that is as it may be ; con- firmed gamblers , that remains to be proved ; for there is no evidence but ...
Σελίδα 29
... replied Davie . The old man continued pacing the room with considerable anxiety and agitation . After a short lapse he continued : " Thou shalt to Antwerp ; there liveth an old friend of mine , Peter Brugel , a lover of TALES OF MY ...
... replied Davie . The old man continued pacing the room with considerable anxiety and agitation . After a short lapse he continued : " Thou shalt to Antwerp ; there liveth an old friend of mine , Peter Brugel , a lover of TALES OF MY ...
Σελίδα 30
... " but in thy letter mention not my name , kindred , or nation . Let that pe- rish with this day's folly - with this day's crimes and misfortunes . " " I understand you , " replied the old painter 20 TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER .
... " but in thy letter mention not my name , kindred , or nation . Let that pe- rish with this day's folly - with this day's crimes and misfortunes . " " I understand you , " replied the old painter 20 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.