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Side 141
... weel ( 38 ) trow ! They say he was a graand ( 39 ) jantle- man . " Here the old woman got very angry . - " Graand jantleman indeed ! " she ex- claimed , and then falling sulkily to her knitting , she kept muttering to herself . The ...
... weel ( 38 ) trow ! They say he was a graand ( 39 ) jantle- man . " Here the old woman got very angry . - " Graand jantleman indeed ! " she ex- claimed , and then falling sulkily to her knitting , she kept muttering to herself . The ...
Side 142
... Weel ( 58 ) , weel , Ibbie , lass , it's a lang ( 59 ) time since I saw an air o ' tae ( 60 ) , " said the old woman . The water was boiled in an old tea- kettle , the tea made in an old tea - pot , and down they sat to it . They drank ...
... Weel ( 58 ) , weel , Ibbie , lass , it's a lang ( 59 ) time since I saw an air o ' tae ( 60 ) , " said the old woman . The water was boiled in an old tea- kettle , the tea made in an old tea - pot , and down they sat to it . They drank ...
Side 143
... weel win ( 86 ) at the body , and to tell the truth , they were na owr ( 87 ) keen set upo it , for he was bit an wan ( 88 ) earthy - lukin cra- ter ( 89 ) ; and Mucky says , whan he first spied him , he raise ( 90 ) up in a grit black ...
... weel win ( 86 ) at the body , and to tell the truth , they were na owr ( 87 ) keen set upo it , for he was bit an wan ( 88 ) earthy - lukin cra- ter ( 89 ) ; and Mucky says , whan he first spied him , he raise ( 90 ) up in a grit black ...
Side 144
... weel he had a gowd ( 117 ) watch , and a lang ( 118 ) purse fou ( 119 ) o ' siller ( 120 ) , in his pouch ( 121 ) ; and a grand ring upo his finger . Yea , yea , and ye winna ( 122 ) hinder some folk till say that a great muckle kist ...
... weel he had a gowd ( 117 ) watch , and a lang ( 118 ) purse fou ( 119 ) o ' siller ( 120 ) , in his pouch ( 121 ) ; and a grand ring upo his finger . Yea , yea , and ye winna ( 122 ) hinder some folk till say that a great muckle kist ...
Side 151
... weel kent that I hurt mysell and family wi ' my feeling heart . Bit I canna help it , lamb ; every ane has their failings , and sae hae I - Lord help me ! -Bit come , lass ' ; ye'll taste our fish and patataes , will ye na ? " To this ...
... weel kent that I hurt mysell and family wi ' my feeling heart . Bit I canna help it , lamb ; every ane has their failings , and sae hae I - Lord help me ! -Bit come , lass ' ; ye'll taste our fish and patataes , will ye na ? " To this ...
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Side 195 - Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest; The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Side 195 - Ye winds that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more.
Side 109 - Of mighty waters: now th' inflated wave Straining they scale, and now impetuous shoot Into the secret chambers of the deep, The wintry Baltic thundering o'er their head. Emerging thence again, before the breath...
Side 85 - E'en the slight harebell raised its head, Elastic from her airy tread ! What though upon her speech there hung The accents of the mountain tongue, — Those silver sounds, so soft, so dear, The list'ner held his breath to hear...
Side 244 - At gold's superior charms all freedom flies, The needy sell it, and the rich man buys ; A land of tyrants, and a den of slaves...
Side 117 - The dread of tyrants, and the sole resource Of those that under grim oppression groan.
Side 244 - Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray ; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Side 44 - Whose breath can turn those watery worlds to flame, That flame to tempest, and that tempest tame; Earth's meanest son, all trembling, prostrate falls, And on the boundless of thy goodness calls.
Side 158 - Underneath this stone doth lie As much virtue as could die; Which when alive did vigour give To as much beauty as could live.
Side 81 - Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman! A little month, or ere those shoes were old With which she follow'd my poor father's body...