Tales of My Grandmother, Τόμος 2A. Constable, 1825 |
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Σελίδα 12
... short distance from the quay . The mob being a second time disappointed of their prey , their fury was increased into madness . The Captain had order- ed all hands below , in hopes that the mob would grow more tranquil and retire ...
... short distance from the quay . The mob being a second time disappointed of their prey , their fury was increased into madness . The Captain had order- ed all hands below , in hopes that the mob would grow more tranquil and retire ...
Σελίδα 13
... short period the noise and commo- tion died away , leaving a tumult in the 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 ...
... short period the noise and commo- tion died away , leaving a tumult in the 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 ...
Σελίδα 15
... short time will bring me back to Middleburgh , and then thou and I , God willing , shall seek our way back to thy native land . Thou wilt find my old friend , Hans Vendermere , a courteous land- lord , and one that thou may'st lean upon ...
... short time will bring me back to Middleburgh , and then thou and I , God willing , shall seek our way back to thy native land . Thou wilt find my old friend , Hans Vendermere , a courteous land- lord , and one that thou may'st lean upon ...
Σελίδα 19
... short , it was in one of those unguarded moments of a man's life , when the heart is open to any impres sion , and the head is swayed by the feeling of the heart . The board was no sooner cleared than cards were produced TALES OF MY ...
... short , it was in one of those unguarded moments of a man's life , when the heart is open to any impres sion , and the head is swayed by the feeling of the heart . The board was no sooner cleared than cards were produced TALES OF MY ...
Σελίδα 29
... 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 GRANDMOTHER . 29.
... 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 GRANDMOTHER . 29.
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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.