Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Bind 13William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone W. Tait, 1846 |
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Side 17
... eyes from the sun . She was evidently worn thin by toil and want ; but though no longer young , her features were fine , delicate , and almost of a noble cast . Yet , they were deeply sad . Hour after hour she sat before us , without ...
... eyes from the sun . She was evidently worn thin by toil and want ; but though no longer young , her features were fine , delicate , and almost of a noble cast . Yet , they were deeply sad . Hour after hour she sat before us , without ...
Side 18
... eye , and rather for evil , than for good . His virtues even , few are without one of these spells against were passions ... eyes of the vulgar . On this day alone , the veil is re- moved by the archbishop , in the presence of the king ...
... eye , and rather for evil , than for good . His virtues even , few are without one of these spells against were passions ... eyes of the vulgar . On this day alone , the veil is re- moved by the archbishop , in the presence of the king ...
Side 30
... eyes , and with a full and prominent lip of haughty expression , was familiarly called Janet Dhu , or Black Janet . The other was denominated Morh Bane , or Fair Marion , from the exquisite fairness of her complexion , her golden hair ...
... eyes , and with a full and prominent lip of haughty expression , was familiarly called Janet Dhu , or Black Janet . The other was denominated Morh Bane , or Fair Marion , from the exquisite fairness of her complexion , her golden hair ...
Side 31
... eyes cast modestly down to- wards the sand . " What would the neighbours say of a lass who should woo so boldly ? " " What are the neighbours to me ? " cried Janet . " I care not for neighbours ! -nay , I care not for kith nor kin ! He ...
... eyes cast modestly down to- wards the sand . " What would the neighbours say of a lass who should woo so boldly ? " " What are the neighbours to me ? " cried Janet . " I care not for neighbours ! -nay , I care not for kith nor kin ! He ...
Side 32
... eyes , sook her heart for a moment , and rushed into her indeed , never wandered up the bank , or any where face ; and she fell back , like a drooping lily , upon else , away from the object of their undivided at- Cathol's bosom ...
... eyes , sook her heart for a moment , and rushed into her indeed , never wandered up the bank , or any where face ; and she fell back , like a drooping lily , upon else , away from the object of their undivided at- Cathol's bosom ...
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