The Scottish BalladsRobert Chambers W. Tait, 1829 - 399 страница |
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... gold and white monie ; OI wad give you fifty pounds , If Wallace ye would let me see . " " Tell doun your money , " quo ' the cruikit carle , " Tell doun your money good ; I'm sure I have it in my pouir , And never had a better bode ...
... gold and white monie ; OI wad give you fifty pounds , If Wallace ye would let me see . " " Tell doun your money , " quo ' the cruikit carle , " Tell doun your money good ; I'm sure I have it in my pouir , And never had a better bode ...
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... gold , to know that I was condemned to die this day . " " Johnie and all his retinue were accordingly hanged upon growing trees , at a place called Carlenrig Chapel , about ten miles above Hawick , on the high road to Langholm . The ...
... gold , to know that I was condemned to die this day . " " Johnie and all his retinue were accordingly hanged upon growing trees , at a place called Carlenrig Chapel , about ten miles above Hawick , on the high road to Langholm . The ...
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... And a great gift I'll gie to thee ; Bauld four - and - twenty sisters ' sons , Sall for thee fecht , though a ' should flee ! " * Neigh . ¶Going . t Gold . † Can , or , are able to . " Away , away , thou traitor strang ! Out D 2 37.
... And a great gift I'll gie to thee ; Bauld four - and - twenty sisters ' sons , Sall for thee fecht , though a ' should flee ! " * Neigh . ¶Going . t Gold . † Can , or , are able to . " Away , away , thou traitor strang ! Out D 2 37.
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... gold , Bespangled wi ' the same metal ; Maist beautiful was to behold . There hang nine targats * at Johnie's hat , And ilk ane worth three hundred pound- " What wants that knave that a king suld have , But the sword of honour and the ...
... gold , Bespangled wi ' the same metal ; Maist beautiful was to behold . There hang nine targats * at Johnie's hat , And ilk ane worth three hundred pound- " What wants that knave that a king suld have , But the sword of honour and the ...
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... gold and silver , both in money and plate , were consumed in the fire . And , in the fourth place , it is extremely improbable that any man of his rank should commit so deliberate and so atrocious an act of villainy . On the other hand ...
... gold and silver , both in money and plate , were consumed in the fire . And , in the fourth place , it is extremely improbable that any man of his rank should commit so deliberate and so atrocious an act of villainy . On the other hand ...
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Страница 174 - The greenwood path to meet her brother: They sought him east, they sought him west, They sought him all the Forest thorough; They only saw the cloud of night, They only heard the roar of Yarrow! ' No longer from thy window look, Thou hast no son, thou tender mother! No longer walk, thou lovely maid!
Страница 65 - And when we cam to the lower prison, Where Willie o' Kinmont he did lie — " O sleep ye, wake ye, Kinmont Willie, Upon the morn that thou's to die ? " "OI sleep saft, and I wake aft, It's lang since sleeping was fley'd frae me ; Gie my service back to my wife and bairns, And a' gude fellows that spier for me.
Страница 282 - How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake? How could you win my virgin heart, Yet leave that heart to break?
Страница 7 - He hadna gane a step, a step, A step but barely ane, When a bout flew out of our goodly ship, And the salt sea it came in. ' Gae, fetch a web o' the silken claith, Another o' the twine, And wap them into our ship's side, And let na the sea come in.
Страница 113 - And a' by the light of the moon, Until they came to yon wan water, And there they lighted down.
Страница viii - O whare will I get a skeely skipper, To sail this new ship of mine?' O up and spake an eldern knight, Sat at the King's right knee, 'Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor That ever sailed the sea.
Страница 389 - The bittern clamour'd from the moss, The wind blew loud and shrill ; Yet the craggy pathway she did cross To the eiry Beacon Hill. " I watch'd her steps, and silent came Where she sat her on a stone ; — No watchman stood by the dreary flame, It burned all alone.
Страница 389 - But it was not English gore. He lighted at the Chapellage, He held him close and still; And he whistled thrice for his little foot-page, His name was English Will. "Come thou hither, my little...