My heart's in the Highlands, by the author of 'The nut-brown maids'.Parker, Son, and Bourn, West Strand, 1861 - 434 sider |
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... never mounted steed either in her mar- ried or maiden days — in her habit , with the long , incon- venient skirt tucked smartly over her arm , and carrying a bag rather notable and useful than ornamental , but with a handful of wild ...
... never mounted steed either in her mar- ried or maiden days — in her habit , with the long , incon- venient skirt tucked smartly over her arm , and carrying a bag rather notable and useful than ornamental , but with a handful of wild ...
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... never be slighted or for- gotten because these Robertsons of Croclune , and even the Maclaughlans , Dunglas's factor's family- quite like their upstart , underbred ways - undervalued her but Mrs. Macdonnel had too much good sense and ...
... never be slighted or for- gotten because these Robertsons of Croclune , and even the Maclaughlans , Dunglas's factor's family- quite like their upstart , underbred ways - undervalued her but Mrs. Macdonnel had too much good sense and ...
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... never been repeated , so that it had long settled down into a grim grey with sombre weather - stains and patches of watery , green moss ; its offices were uncouth and tumble - down ; its few fields were miserably poor , and its bhailies ...
... never been repeated , so that it had long settled down into a grim grey with sombre weather - stains and patches of watery , green moss ; its offices were uncouth and tumble - down ; its few fields were miserably poor , and its bhailies ...
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... never coming to see her , and to complain of Nancy for still growing away from her clothes . Mrs. Robertson was now thrown completely into the shade by her daughter Flora , who , though a matron , continued to reside in her father's ...
... never coming to see her , and to complain of Nancy for still growing away from her clothes . Mrs. Robertson was now thrown completely into the shade by her daughter Flora , who , though a matron , continued to reside in her father's ...
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... never saw the similarity , and perhaps it was very unlikely , when it was in a bold , lively , imperious young man and a mild , reserved girl . The very quality for which Mary had a predilection in John Dunglas vexed her in Anne . Mary ...
... never saw the similarity , and perhaps it was very unlikely , when it was in a bold , lively , imperious young man and a mild , reserved girl . The very quality for which Mary had a predilection in John Dunglas vexed her in Anne . Mary ...
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My Heart's in the Highlands, by the Author of 'The Nut-Brown Maids' Henrietta Keddie Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2016 |
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Anne's Annie believe Ben Falloch better Captain Robertson Charlie Choillean Cormac Macgregor Country cousin cried Croclune dance dark daughter dear Dunglas's eyes Fabian house face Falloch father Flora Robertson Flory friends girl glad Glen Aldour grey half hand head hear heart heather Highland hills honour horse Inverluig John Dun John Dunglas lady Laird lass laugh lived loch look low country Macdonnels of Aldour Mackie madam Malcolm Mary Aldour Mary's ment mind Minnie Miss Anne Macdonald Miss Macdonnel Miss Ussie mistress mother mountains Nancy Robert Nancy Robertson neighbours ness never Niel night Octavo old Dunglas peat Pitfadden plaid poor racter ralia render Roderick Finralia Rory round Schoolhouse spirit Spout Bahn stood strong sweet tacksman Tannach tell thing thought walk wife wild woman women wonder young Dunglas
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Side 105 - Sweet is the breath of Morn, her rising sweet, With charm* of earliest birds; pleasant the Sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient* beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile Earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming-on Of grateful Evening mild...
Side 430 - Their van will be upon us Before the bridge goes down; And if they once may win the bridge, What hope to save the town ? ' Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the gate : 'To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late; And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his Gods...
Side 88 - She bestows her year's wages at next fair; and in choosing her garments, counts no bravery in the world like decency. The garden and beehive are all her physic and chirurgery, and she lives the longer for it.
Side 105 - With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then silent night, With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Side 105 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower...
Side 12 - Bright are the chiefs of battle, in the armor of their fathers. Gloomy and dark their heroes follow, like the gathering of the rainy clouds behind the red meteors of heaven. The sounds of crashing arms ascend.
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Side 88 - Never was any of her sex born with better gifts of the mind, or who more improved them by reading and conversation. Yet her memory was not of the best, and was impaired in the latter years of her life. But I cannot call to mind that I ever once heard her make a wrong judgment of persons, books, or affairs.
Side 6 - He wore a pair of brogues, Tartan hose which came up only near to his knees, and left them bare, a purple camblet kilt, a black waistcoat, a short green cloth coat bound with gold cord, a yellowish bushy wig, a large blue bonnet with a gold thread button.