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Side 71
... John Cargill , a shrewd and a witty Cameronian ; " will ye befool yourself , and go a fooling of others ? The young lord mocks us , scorns us , and despises us , -yea more than did his ancestor , when he galloped over the faces of the ...
... John Cargill , a shrewd and a witty Cameronian ; " will ye befool yourself , and go a fooling of others ? The young lord mocks us , scorns us , and despises us , -yea more than did his ancestor , when he galloped over the faces of the ...
Side 74
... John Cargill , in a tone which hovered between jest and earnest . " There shall come the Seven Deadly Sins as black as Barcaple's angels , and against them shall march the Seven Shining Nirtues , beaming and pure like the morning light ...
... John Cargill , in a tone which hovered between jest and earnest . " There shall come the Seven Deadly Sins as black as Barcaple's angels , and against them shall march the Seven Shining Nirtues , beaming and pure like the morning light ...
Side 77
... John Cargill , " that auld carle with the lintwhite locks is an allegorical presentation of the World and the Flesh , the auld PAUL JONES . 77.
... John Cargill , " that auld carle with the lintwhite locks is an allegorical presentation of the World and the Flesh , the auld PAUL JONES . 77.
Side 237
... John Cargill the Cameronian . This district - worthy placed himself at the head of the coffin , the friends gathered round , -the old man uncovered a head white as December snow , and the starting words of the prayer were on his lips ...
... John Cargill the Cameronian . This district - worthy placed himself at the head of the coffin , the friends gathered round , -the old man uncovered a head white as December snow , and the starting words of the prayer were on his lips ...
Side 239
... John Cargill . Stand forth , Thomas , whom men call Lord Dalveen ; I accuse you , before the judgment seat of God , of the death of him who lies before you . Behold that pale brow and those white hairs ! -you have brought them to the ...
... John Cargill . Stand forth , Thomas , whom men call Lord Dalveen ; I accuse you , before the judgment seat of God , of the death of him who lies before you . Behold that pale brow and those white hairs ! -you have brought them to the ...
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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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Side 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
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 345 - Adieu, adieu ! My native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild
Side 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
Side 150 - there's as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it, and as good
Side 316 - Tear forth the fathers of poor families Out of their beds, and coffin them alive In some
Side 1 - And upper ends of tables, had they tongues, Could tell what blood has followed, and what feud About your ranks.
Side 373 - the fowls of the air, the fish of the sea, and the wild beasts of the field;