The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: First Series, Containing Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border ; Sir Tristrem ; and Dramatic Pieces |
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Page 153
When she cam to her father's ha ' , She looked pale and wan ; They thought she'd
dreed some sair sickness , Or been with some leman . ' She didna comb her
yellow bair , Nor make meikle o ' her bead ; And ilka thing that lady took , Was like
...
When she cam to her father's ha ' , She looked pale and wan ; They thought she'd
dreed some sair sickness , Or been with some leman . ' She didna comb her
yellow bair , Nor make meikle o ' her bead ; And ilka thing that lady took , Was like
...
Page 171
But your son's a lad , and he is but bad , And billie to my son he canna be ; Then
Christie Grĉme's to his chamber gane , To consider weel what then should be ;
Whether he should fight with his auld father , Or with his billie Bewick , he .
But your son's a lad , and he is but bad , And billie to my son he canna be ; Then
Christie Grĉme's to his chamber gane , To consider weel what then should be ;
Whether he should fight with his auld father , Or with his billie Bewick , he .
Page 218
The strings he framed of her yellow hair , Binnorie , 0 Binnorie ; Whose notes
made sad the listening ear ; By the bonny milldams of Binnorie . He brought it to
her father's hall , Binnorie , 0 Binnorie ; And there was the court assembled all ;
By ...
The strings he framed of her yellow hair , Binnorie , 0 Binnorie ; Whose notes
made sad the listening ear ; By the bonny milldams of Binnorie . He brought it to
her father's hall , Binnorie , 0 Binnorie ; And there was the court assembled all ;
By ...
Page 229
OR That mourn'd their martial fathers ' bier ; Roll'd from the walls of proud Samar ,
And at the sacred font , the priest Around my solitary head Through ages left the
master - hand unblest , ' Gleam the blue lightnings of the dead , To urge , with ...
OR That mourn'd their martial fathers ' bier ; Roll'd from the walls of proud Samar ,
And at the sacred font , the priest Around my solitary head Through ages left the
master - hand unblest , ' Gleam the blue lightnings of the dead , To urge , with ...
Page 410
His father's friend , John with the Long Spear - Archibald with the Axe As well as
mine , thou wert - go , join his pennon , Richard the Ready — and my youngest
darling , And grace him with thy presence . y Fair - hair'd William - do but now ...
His father's friend , John with the Long Spear - Archibald with the Axe As well as
mine , thou wert - go , join his pennon , Richard the Ready — and my youngest
darling , And grace him with thy presence . y Fair - hair'd William - do but now ...
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Page 249 - TRUE Thomas lay on Huntlie bank ; A ferlie he spied wi' his e'e ; „ And there he saw a ladye bright, Come riding down by the Eildon Tree. Her shirt was o' the grass-green silk, Her mantle o' the velvet fyne ; At ilka tett of her horse's mane, Hang fifty siller bells and nine.
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