The Scottish BalladsRobert Chambers W. Tait, 1829 - 399 страница |
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... stands on yonder plain ? This very day have landit in it Full fifteen Englishmen , In search of Wallace , our champion , Intending he should dee ! " " Then , by my sooth , " says Wallace wicht , " These Englishmen I'se see . If I had ...
... stands on yonder plain ? This very day have landit in it Full fifteen Englishmen , In search of Wallace , our champion , Intending he should dee ! " " Then , by my sooth , " says Wallace wicht , " These Englishmen I'se see . If I had ...
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... stand ! " quo ' the gude Wallace , And his cloke frae him gar'd flie . He slew the captain where he stood ; The rest they did quake and rair : He slew the rest around the room ; Syne ask'd if there were ony mair . " Get up , get up ...
... stand ! " quo ' the gude Wallace , And his cloke frae him gar'd flie . He slew the captain where he stood ; The rest they did quake and rair : He slew the rest around the room ; Syne ask'd if there were ony mair . " Get up , get up ...
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... thy tongue , my fule , " he says , " For I may not stand to jest wi ' thee . " " Shame fa ' your jesting , my lord , " quo ' Dickie ; " For nae sic jesting ' grees wi ' me ; Liddesdale's been in my house last nicht , And they 47.
... thy tongue , my fule , " he says , " For I may not stand to jest wi ' thee . " " Shame fa ' your jesting , my lord , " quo ' Dickie ; " For nae sic jesting ' grees wi ' me ; Liddesdale's been in my house last nicht , And they 47.
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... stand ! " quo ' he . The never a word had Dickie to say ; Sae he thrust the lance through his fause bodie . Then on we held for Carlisle toun , d ; And at Staneshaw - bank the Eden we crossed The water was great and meikle of spait ...
... stand ! " quo ' he . The never a word had Dickie to say ; Sae he thrust the lance through his fause bodie . Then on we held for Carlisle toun , d ; And at Staneshaw - bank the Eden we crossed The water was great and meikle of spait ...
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... stand , Frae time they saw John Robson slain- What should they cry ? the king's command Could cause no cowards turn again . Up rose the Laird to red the cumber , Which would not be for all his boast ; What could we doe with sic a number ...
... stand , Frae time they saw John Robson slain- What should they cry ? the king's command Could cause no cowards turn again . Up rose the Laird to red the cumber , Which would not be for all his boast ; What could we doe with sic a number ...
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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...