Paul Jones; a romance, Volym 1–31826 |
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Allan Cunningham. place of his birth as a spot from whence new bless- ings had sprung to man , leads him by the hand among her high places ; while her half - sister , Fame , flies before , crying with a loud voice , " Behold the man ...
Allan Cunningham. place of his birth as a spot from whence new bless- ings had sprung to man , leads him by the hand among her high places ; while her half - sister , Fame , flies before , crying with a loud voice , " Behold the man ...
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... blessed be my humility of nature , I am willing to forget that you are the son of my father's servant , and ready to believe , with yourself , in the natural equality of man . ” " This belief is quite new to your lordship , " said Paul ...
... blessed be my humility of nature , I am willing to forget that you are the son of my father's servant , and ready to believe , with yourself , in the natural equality of man . ” " This belief is quite new to your lordship , " said Paul ...
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... blessed night . - Daft Jenny- the skipper's Jenny , -ye ken her weel enough , she tauld me that my love was come ... blessing , - else I wad perish sitting waiting in the moonlight for the coming of my ain love's ship . " " Grace , my ...
... blessed night . - Daft Jenny- the skipper's Jenny , -ye ken her weel enough , she tauld me that my love was come ... blessing , - else I wad perish sitting waiting in the moonlight for the coming of my ain love's ship . " " Grace , my ...
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... blessed her as she passed them on the way to the kirk ; and , at the close of the psalm and the ser- mon , many a youthful eye was glanced towards her seat , to catch a look of so much loveliness . A little community of worthy and ...
... blessed her as she passed them on the way to the kirk ; and , at the close of the psalm and the ser- mon , many a youthful eye was glanced towards her seat , to catch a look of so much loveliness . A little community of worthy and ...
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... blessed child , what strange attire is this ? Hast thou forgot thy country and religion , and grown heathen ? Children will stare at thee - old men will shake their heads at thee as they pass , and say , He resembles not his grave ...
... blessed child , what strange attire is this ? Hast thou forgot thy country and religion , and grown heathen ? Children will stare at thee - old men will shake their heads at thee as they pass , and say , He resembles not his grave ...
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Andrew Paton answered auld beauty blessed blood boat bonnie bosom brow Caerlaverock Cameronian Captain castle cavern Colanson Corbie Criffel dame dark daugh daughter deep dropt Dumfries evil eyes face fair folly frae Galwegian gazed glance Grace grave gude Halliday hand head hear heard heart heaven honour horse John Cargill John Paul Joysan Justice kirk kythed Lady Emeline Lady Phemie land lass light lips look Lord Dalveen Lord Thomas Macgubb Macmittimus maiden mair Maud Paul maun mirth moon mother nature neck never noble pistol Prudence quean Rodan sails Saint Bees Scotland seat ship shore Siddick side sister smile Solway sorrow spirit spoke stept stood sweet sword tell thee there's thou thought tide veen voice weel wild wise wish words yere young lord young nobleman
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Sida 103 - Her eyes as stars of twilight fair, Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn, From May-time and the cheerful dawn ; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay. WORDSWORTH. WHEN
Sida 172 - thou pale orb, that silent shines, While care-untroubled mortals sleep ! Thou seest a wretch that inly pines, And wanders here to wail and weep ! With woe I nightly vigils keep, Beneath thy wan unwarming beam, And mourn in lamentation deep, How life and love are all a dream.
Sida 345 - Yon sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight Farewell a while to him and thee: My native land,—Good night.
Sida 345 - Adieu, adieu ! My native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild
Sida 73 - Are we gods ? Allied to no infirmities ? Are our natures More than men's natures ? When we slip a little Out of the way of virtue, are we lost ? Is there no medicine called sweet mercy
Sida 150 - there's as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it, and as good
Sida 316 - Tear forth the fathers of poor families Out of their beds, and coffin them alive In some
Sida 1 - And upper ends of tables, had they tongues, Could tell what blood has followed, and what feud About your ranks.
Sida 373 - the fowls of the air, the fish of the sea, and the wild beasts of the field;