St. Clyde, 第 3 巻Gale and Fenner, 1816 |
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... Tell me , tell me , when did she die ? " - " An hour before your mother . " - " And what was the matter with her , did she die through grief ? " Ohon ! I'm a peur man ; this is ware then the worst battle we e'er fought ; dinna , dinna ...
... Tell me , tell me , when did she die ? " - " An hour before your mother . " - " And what was the matter with her , did she die through grief ? " Ohon ! I'm a peur man ; this is ware then the worst battle we e'er fought ; dinna , dinna ...
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... tell Lady Ellen the laird's comee , He's wat an ' he's cauld , he's begruttin an ' a ' . O rise , lassie , rise , and let him in , An ' tell Lady Ellen that Colin is come ! " 9 And Glass versified with so much pre- eipitation , that St ...
... tell Lady Ellen the laird's comee , He's wat an ' he's cauld , he's begruttin an ' a ' . O rise , lassie , rise , and let him in , An ' tell Lady Ellen that Colin is come ! " 9 And Glass versified with so much pre- eipitation , that St ...
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... tell it to his sister , Come , rise up , Bess , Ye thoughtless lass , An ' tell it to your maister . " Bess , running to the front door , with- drew the bolts , and ran up stairs , and was distinctly heard hollowing out at Ellen's door ...
... tell it to his sister , Come , rise up , Bess , Ye thoughtless lass , An ' tell it to your maister . " Bess , running to the front door , with- drew the bolts , and ran up stairs , and was distinctly heard hollowing out at Ellen's door ...
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... Tell me , tell me , when did she die ? " - " An hour before your mother . " - " And what was the matter with her , did she die through . grief ? " Ohon ! I'm a peur man ; this is . ware then the worst battle we e'er fought ; dinna ...
... Tell me , tell me , when did she die ? " - " An hour before your mother . " - " And what was the matter with her , did she die through . grief ? " Ohon ! I'm a peur man ; this is . ware then the worst battle we e'er fought ; dinna ...
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... tell something , " as they ex- pressed it ; but he preserved a strict silence as to the route of the " manks- men . " However it was indirectly hinted by another youth , that the smugglers had gone to Skipness , where they got a friend ...
... tell something , " as they ex- pressed it ; but he preserved a strict silence as to the route of the " manks- men . " However it was indirectly hinted by another youth , that the smugglers had gone to Skipness , where they got a friend ...
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82 ページ - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.
118 ページ - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them. The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out.
218 ページ - Thus we may see, quoth he, how the world wags : ' Tis but an hour ago, since it was nine; And after one hour more, 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
67 ページ - STRANGER ! if e'er thine ardent step hath traced The northern realms of ancient Caledon, Where the proud Queen of Wilderness hath placed By lake and cataract her lonely throne...
80 ページ - By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed, By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned, By strangers honoured and by strangers mourned...
35 ページ - But — doubt not aught from mine array. Thou art my guest ; I pledged my word As far as Coilantogle Ford ; Nor would I call a clansman's brand For aid against one valiant hand, Though on our strife lay every vale Rent by the Saxon from the Gael. So move we on ; I only meant To show the reed on which you leant, Deeming this path you might pursue Without a pass from Roderick Dhu.
11 ページ - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
222 ページ - This receptive faculty, for power it cannot be called, is neither voluntary nor constant. The appearances have no dependence upon choice ; they cannot be summoned, detained, or recalled. The impression is sudden, and the effect often painful.
114 ページ - Mourn, hapless Caledonia, mourn Thy banished peace, thy laurels torn! Thy sons, for valour long renowned, Lie slaughtered on their native ground; Thy hospitable roofs no more Invite the stranger to the door; In smoky ruins sunk they lie, The monuments of cruelty. The wretched owner sees afar...