Tales of My Landlord: Second series, Volumen4Archibald Constable, 1818 - 375 páginas |
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answered Archibald Argyle's auld betwixt boat brockit called Captain of Knockdunder carriage church clergyman daughter David Deans Deans's dinna Dolly Donacha Dhu Duke of Argyle Duke's Dumbartonshire Dunlop cheeses Edinburgh Effie Effie's enquiries eyes father favour feelings Firth frae gang gentleman Glass Grace gracious Duncan gude hand happy hath head heard heart HEART OF MID-LOTHIAN Highland honour husband Inverary Jeanie Deans Jeanie's JEDEDIAH CLEISHBOTHAM kirk Knock Knocktarlitie Lady Staunton Laird land letter lived Lodge Longtown look mair Manse maun ment mind minister muckle never occasion ower parish person puir Ratcliffe received replied respect Reuben Butler Roseneath Scot Scotland seemed seen siller Sir George Staun Sir George Staunton sister St Leonard's suld thing thought tion tone weel whilk wife wild Wildfire wish woman young young savage
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Página 41 - Come, and let us return unto the Lord: for he hath torn, and he will heal us; he hath smitten, and he will bind us up. After two days will he revive us: in the third day he will raise us up, and we shall live in his sight.
Página 70 - Proud Maisie is in the wood, Walking so early ; Sweet Robin sits on the bush. Singing so rarely. ' Tell me, thou bonny bird, When shall I marry me?'— ' When six braw gentlemen Kirk ward shall carry ye.' • Who makes the bridal bed, Birdie, say truly ? ' — ' The grey-headed sexton, That delves the grave duly.' • , • • • • » ' The glow-worm o'er grave and stone Shall light thee steady ; The owl from the steeple sing,
Página 228 - When first they put the name of king upon me, And bade them speak to him ; then prophet-like They hail'd him father to a line of kings : Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown And put a barren sceptre in my gripe, Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand, No son of mine succeeding.
Página 243 - Tarsus, bound for the isles Of Javan or Gadire, With all her bravery on, and tackle trim, Sails fill'd, and streamers waving, Courted by all the winds that hold them play...
Página 169 - Wi' yill-caup Commentators : Here's crying out for bakes an' gills, An' there the pint-stowp clatters ; While thick an' thrang, an' loud an' lang, Wi' logic, an' wi' Scripture, They raise a din, that in the end, Is like to breed a rupture O
Página 46 - Some say that we wan, and some say that they wan, And some say that nane wan at a', man ; But of ae thing I'm sure, that on Sheriffmuir A battle there was that I saw, man.