Tales of My Grandmother, Τόμος 1A. Constable, 1825 - 686 σελίδες |
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Abbot of Kilwinning Allan answered Antwerp arms arrived auld bairn Beatrice began betwixt bonnie Braehead Bryce casket castle Castlewart court daughter Davie Garrie dinna door Earlshall Earwind Eglinton eyes father Felton Ferncliff Fleeming fool frae Freeburgh gang Garcas gipsy Glaud guidwife hand hath head heard heart Helen holy Holyrood Jenny Geddes Joceline John Faa John of Middleburgh Johnny Dow knave Lady Laird Lambswool Lockhart look Lord Thomas Majesty Marchioness Mary Mary Hay maun morning mother never night noble Noranda party Peter Brugel poor Rachael rapier replied Ralph Robin Wishart Ruddock Sawney Bean scene Seward shouted Simon the Tanner Sir Hildebrand St Clair stood stranger stream sword tell thee there's thou art thou hast thou wilt threw tion trysting tree villain widow Willie Pringle wind woman yonder youth
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Σελίδα 238 - Therefore rejoice, ye heavens, and ye that dwell in them. Woe to the inhabiters of the earth and of the sea ! for the devil is come down unto you, having great wrath, because he knoweth that he hath but a short time.
Σελίδα 296 - ... barley, Here's to the Highlandman's bannocks o' barley ! Wha in a brulyie will first cry a parley ? Never the lads wi
Σελίδα 179 - ... creeping out from beneath the large stone. It appeared a mass of rags, without symmetry, shape, or form — but which was no other than the weird wife herself ! Rising upright, she commenced pacing round the pillars in measured steps, uttering a Runic rhyme in cadence to the movement of her feet, at the same time waving her arms wildly to and fro. When she came opposite to old Barnacle, she made a pause, and some words were exchanged ; but what they were, neither Bryce nor the boy could understand....
Σελίδα 34 - The gypsies they came to my lord Cassilis' yett, And O but they sang bonnie! They sang sae sweet and sae complete That down came our fair ladie.
Σελίδα 153 - Johnny Smith has got a wife Wha scrimps him o' his cogie ; But were she mine, upon my life I'd dook her in a bogie ; For I maun hae my cogie, sirs, I canna want my cogie ; I wadna gi'e my three-gir'd cog For a
Σελίδα 23 - O, bonnie Mary Hay, it is 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 thou art nigh. O, bonnie Mary Hay, thou manna say me nay, But come to the bower, by the hawthorn brae ; But come to the bower, and I'll tell ye a' what's true, How, tonnie Mary Hay, I can loe none but jou.
Σελίδα 174 - Thistle appeared but as a speck on the blue horizon of the ocean. Towards evening, the weather became thick and hazy, and the wind rose into what a seaman would have called a stiff gale; but to Bryce Gullbyland, who was but a fresh water mariner, (for he never had sailed beyond the narrow seas that surround Scotland,) it became an alarming storm — and by daylight next morning, he had lost all calculation of what course he was in, or to what quarter of the globe he had been blown. This weather continued...
Σελίδα 173 - M'llwhang, whose sister Bryce had married a few weeks previous to this date. — • She was a virgin maiden of fifty; and her features might have been fixed on the bow of the fire-ship, the Medusa, or would have formed an appropriate ornament over the gateway of a vinegar-yard. The Sunday previous to the sailing of the Golden Thistle, Captain Gullbyland went to church at the head of his crew, when the Rev. Robert Adair, then minister, and the congregation, joined most fervently in prayer for a successful...
Σελίδα 23 - For thine eye is the slae, and thy hair is the jet ; The snaw is thy skin, and the rose is thy cheek ; O, bonnie Mary Hay, I will loe thee yet ! O, bonnie Mary Hay, will ye gang wi...
Σελίδα 183 - From whence, to where 1" it was instantly repeated back. Bryce, in desperation, instantly replied — " From Ayr, to Maryland in Virginia, last from the Isle of Skye !" when, to complete his horror, he heard in a loud sonorous voice — " From Ayr, to Maryland in Virginia, last from the Isle of Skye...