Tales of My Grandmother, Τόμος 2A. Constable, 1825 |
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Σελίδα 9
... tion . " 66 Nay , nay , my 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 ...
... tion . " 66 Nay , nay , my 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 ...
Σελίδα 9
... tion . " 66 Nay , nay , my 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 ...
... tion . " 66 Nay , nay , my 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 ...
Σελίδα 13
... 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 across the dark bosom of the North Sea ...
... 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 across the dark bosom of the North Sea ...
Σελίδα 15
... tion of the old painter , made Lewis almost forget his misfortunes . The Captain , being about to sail for Bourdeaux , which was to occupy a few days , called on Lewis , and proffered him his purse , which was declined . 66 " Then ...
... tion of the old painter , made Lewis almost forget his misfortunes . The Captain , being about to sail for Bourdeaux , which was to occupy a few days , called on Lewis , and proffered him his purse , which was declined . 66 " Then ...
Σελίδα 16
Archibald Crawfurd. tion which my absence must have created in my father's house . " " And as for me , my Lord Lewie , ” exclaimed Davie , " I could almost make a paction with the auld ane , if he would but let me ride o'er to Scot- land ...
Archibald Crawfurd. tion which my absence must have created in my father's house . " " And as for me , my Lord Lewie , ” exclaimed Davie , " I could almost make a paction with the auld ane , if he would but let me ride o'er to Scot- land ...
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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.