 | English literature - 1815 - 1008 pages
...fairer spread up — not that I am wishing ill to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born — God forbid — and make them kind to the poor, and...saying, she broke the sapling she held in her hand, and flung it into the road. Margaret of Anjou, bestowing on her triumphant foes her keen-edged malediction,... | |
 | Walter Scott - Astrologers - 1815 - 356 pages
...spread up — not that I am wishing ill to- little Harry, or to the Tjabe that's yet to be born — God forbid — and make them kind to the poor, and...saying, she broke the sapling she held in her hand, and flung it into the road. Margaret of Anjou, bestowing on her triumphant foes her keen-edged malediction,... | |
 | Walter Scott - Astrologers - 1815 - 354 pages
...to be born—God forbid—- and make them kind to the poor, and better folk than their father.—And now, ride e'en your ways, for these are the last words...saying, she broke the sapling she held in her hand, and flung it into the road. Margaret of Anjou, bestowing on her triumphant foes her keen-edged malediction,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1815 - 358 pages
...to be born—God forbid— end make them kind to the poor, and better folk than their father.—And now, ride e'en your ways, for these are the last words...last reise that I'll ever cut in the bonny woods of Ellangowau." So saying, she broke the sapling she held in her hand, and flung it into the road. Margaret... | |
 | English literature - 1815 - 698 pages
...fairer spread up— not that I am wishing ill to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born — God forbid — and make them kind to the poor, and...ride e'en your ways, for these are the last words ye'lj ev«r hear Meg Merrilies speak, and this is the last reise that I'll ever cut in the botiuy woods... | |
 | Walter Scott - Scotland - 1820 - 314 pages
...up—not that I am wishing ill to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born—God forbid—and make them kind to the poor, and better folk than their...saying, she broke the sapling she held in her hand, and flung it into the road. Margaret of Anjou, bestowing on her triumphant foes her keenedged malediction,... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1821 - 246 pages
...to be born—God forbid—and make them kind to the poor, and better folk than their father.—And now, ride e'en your ways, for these are the last words...last reise that I'll ever cut in the bonny woods of Ellangowan.n So saying, she broke the sapling she held in her hand, and flung it into the road. Margaret... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1823 - 258 pages
...up—not that I am wishing ill to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born—God forbid—and make them kind to the poor, and better folk than their...cut in the bonny woods of Ellangowan.' So saying, slie broke the sapling she held in her hand, and flung it into the road. Margaret of Anjou, bestowing... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1829 - 362 pages
...fairer spread up — not that I am wishing ill to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born — God forbid — and make them kind to the poor, and...saying, she broke the sapling she held in her hand, and flung it into the road. Margaret of Anjou, bestowing on her triumphant foes her keenedged malediction,... | |
 | 1815 - 560 pages
...fairer spread up — not that I am wishing ill to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born — God forbid — and make them kind to the poor, and...saying, she broke the sapling she held in her hand, and flung it into the road. Margaret of Anjou, bestowing on her triumphant foes her keen-edged malediction,... | |
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... bields, to sleep with the tod and the blackcock in the muirs ! — Ride your ways, Ellangowan, — Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs — look that your braw cradle at hame be the fairer spread up : not that I am wishing ill to little Harry,... 
