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It has been Till a ' her sides were torn . preserved by tradition ; and is , perhaps ,
the most authentic instance of a long and ... The incidents And wap them into our
ship's side , are striking and well managed ; and they are in And let nae the sea ...
It has been Till a ' her sides were torn . preserved by tradition ; and is , perhaps ,
the most authentic instance of a long and ... The incidents And wap them into our
ship's side , are striking and well managed ; and they are in And let nae the sea ...
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Upon the other side thou hadst gaed !" I would set that castell in a low , " Now
sound oui , trumpets ! " quo ' Buccleuch ; And sloken it with English blood ! " Let's
waken Lord Scroope right merrilie ! " There's never a man in Cumberland , Then
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Upon the other side thou hadst gaed !" I would set that castell in a low , " Now
sound oui , trumpets ! " quo ' Buccleuch ; And sloken it with English blood ! " Let's
waken Lord Scroope right merrilie ! " There's never a man in Cumberland , Then
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they went not above fifty horse , and the Earl of Westmoreland , to be the more
unknown , changed He's gi'en him twenty punds for the gude horse , his coat of
plate and sword with John of the Side , Baith in goud and gude monie ; and ...
they went not above fifty horse , and the Earl of Westmoreland , to be the more
unknown , changed He's gi'en him twenty punds for the gude horse , his coat of
plate and sword with John of the Side , Baith in goud and gude monie ; and ...
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... my side with what delight , Send to the lake a thousand rills ; They pressed to
hear of Wallace wight , In summer tide ... Condemned to stem the world's rude
tide , The peasant rests him from his toil , You may not linger by the side ; For fate
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... my side with what delight , Send to the lake a thousand rills ; They pressed to
hear of Wallace wight , In summer tide ... Condemned to stem the world's rude
tide , The peasant rests him from his toil , You may not linger by the side ; For fate
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And closely shouldering side to side , While by the lake below appears The
bristling ranks the onset bide . The dark'ning cloud of Saxon spears . ** " We'll
quell the savage mountaineer , At weary bay each shatter'd band , As their
Tinchelt ...
And closely shouldering side to side , While by the lake below appears The
bristling ranks the onset bide . The dark'ning cloud of Saxon spears . ** " We'll
quell the savage mountaineer , At weary bay each shatter'd band , As their
Tinchelt ...
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Page 165 - There lived a wife at Usher's Well, And a wealthy wife was she; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them oer the sea. They hadna been a week from her, « A week but barely ane, When word came to the carline wife That her three sons were gane.
Page 141 - O that I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; Out of my bed she bids me rise, Says,
Page 195 - O no, O no, Thomas," she said, That name does not belang to me ; I am but the queen of fair Elfland, That am hither come to visit thee.
Page 46 - Now, ever alake ! my master dear, I fear a deadly storm ! " I saw the new moon late yestreen, Wi' the auld moon in her arm ; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm.
Page 166 - Blow up the fire, my maidens! Bring water from the well! For a' my house shall feast this night, Since my three sons are well.
Page 325 - When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die ; When distant Tweed is heard to rave, And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave, Then go— but go alone the while — Then view St. David's ruined pile ; And, home' returning, soothly swear, Was never scene so sad and fair ! II.
Page 46 - To take the helm in hand, Till you go up to the tall topmast, But I fear you'll ne'er spy land.
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.
Page 347 - Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged strand ! Still, as I view each well-known scene, Think what is now, and what hath been, Seems as, to me, of all bereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams were left ; And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill.
Page 325 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory...