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I canno tell a ' , I canno tell a ' ; Some gat a skelp , * and some gat a claw ; ,
HOBBIE NOBLE . But they garr'd the Featherstons haud their jaw , t Nicol , and
Alick , and a ' . Foul fa ' the breast first Treason bred in ! Some gat a hurt , and
some gat ...
I canno tell a ' , I canno tell a ' ; Some gat a skelp , * and some gat a claw ; ,
HOBBIE NOBLE . But they garr'd the Featherstons haud their jaw , t Nicol , and
Alick , and a ' . Foul fa ' the breast first Treason bred in ! Some gat a hurt , and
some gat ...
Page 83
6 * But will ye stay till the day gae down , Then they hae ta'en brave Hobbie
Noble , Until the night come o'er ihe grund , Wi's ain bowstring they band him sae
; And I'll be a guide worth ony twa But his gentle heart was ne'er sae sair , That
may ...
6 * But will ye stay till the day gae down , Then they hae ta'en brave Hobbie
Noble , Until the night come o'er ihe grund , Wi's ain bowstring they band him sae
; And I'll be a guide worth ony twa But his gentle heart was ne'er sae sair , That
may ...
Page 365
n I say . lordly sway , The fisher's back was to them turn'd , THE NOBLE
MORINGER . The squire his dagger drew , Hans saw his shadow in the lake , I.
The boat he overthrew . 0 , wil ! you hear a knightly tale of old Bohemian day , He'
whelm'd ...
n I say . lordly sway , The fisher's back was to them turn'd , THE NOBLE
MORINGER . The squire his dagger drew , Hans saw his shadow in the lake , I.
The boat he overthrew . 0 , wil ! you hear a knightly tale of old Bohemian day , He'
whelm'd ...
Page 366
The noble Moringer took cheer when thus he heard " Of him I held the little mill
which wins me living him speak , free , And doubt forsook his troubled brow , and
sorrow God rest the Baron in his grave , he still was kind to left his cheek ; me !
The noble Moringer took cheer when thus he heard " Of him I held the little mill
which wins me living him speak , free , And doubt forsook his troubled brow , and
sorrow God rest the Baron in his grave , he still was kind to left his cheek ; me !
Page 367
It was the stalwart warder then undid the portal Then to the cupbearer he said , “
Do me one kindly broad , deed , It was the noble Moringer that o'er the threshold
And should my better days return , full rich shall be strode : thy meed ; " And have
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It was the stalwart warder then undid the portal Then to the cupbearer he said , “
Do me one kindly broad , deed , It was the noble Moringer that o'er the threshold
And should my better days return , full rich shall be strode : thy meed ; " And have
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Page 329 - Tis said, as through the aisles they pass'd, They heard strange noises on the blast ; And through the cloister-galleries small, Which at mid-height thread the chancel wall Loud sobs, and laughter louder, ran, And voices unlike the voice of man; As if the fiends kept holiday, Because these spells were brought to day. I cannot tell how the truth may be : I say the tale as 'twas said to me.
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