Paul Jones; a romance, Bind 1–31826 |
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... ships , and the whole country seems laid purposely out , by the kind- ness of nature , to obtain fame in history and glory in romance . It has otherwise fortuned - it is un sung in song and unemblazoned in story . But look on yon little ...
... ships , and the whole country seems laid purposely out , by the kind- ness of nature , to obtain fame in history and glory in romance . It has otherwise fortuned - it is un sung in song and unemblazoned in story . But look on yon little ...
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... ships , -they heard the tide singing in the waving line of polished shells which separates the grass of the land from the sand of the sea , and they saw it at times leaping upon the green sward , and almost touching their feet . But ...
... ships , -they heard the tide singing in the waving line of polished shells which separates the grass of the land from the sand of the sea , and they saw it at times leaping upon the green sward , and almost touching their feet . But ...
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... ship will come hame ? -I trow ye cannot tell me that . But I can tell you , for I dreamed a sweet dream yestreen . I was sitting on the top of Col- vend cliff , watching for his returning sails , and the dew fell sweet , and my brow ...
... ship will come hame ? -I trow ye cannot tell me that . But I can tell you , for I dreamed a sweet dream yestreen . I was sitting on the top of Col- vend cliff , watching for his returning sails , and the dew fell sweet , and my brow ...
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... ship among ten thousand . " She continued to wave her hands and to gaze earnestly ; at last she let her hands drop by her side like lead , sighed , turned away her eyes , and said , " Alas , Grace lass , it's no him , -it's wild Hob ...
... ship among ten thousand . " She continued to wave her hands and to gaze earnestly ; at last she let her hands drop by her side like lead , sighed , turned away her eyes , and said , " Alas , Grace lass , it's no him , -it's wild Hob ...
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... in the moonlight for the coming of my ain love's ship . " " Grace , my bonnie lass , " said Paul , while each eyelash glistened with tears , " there are fine flowers 8 16 PAUL JONES . flower before him, and days of dalliance and nights ...
... in the moonlight for the coming of my ain love's ship . " " Grace , my bonnie lass , " said Paul , while each eyelash glistened with tears , " there are fine flowers 8 16 PAUL JONES . flower before him, and days of dalliance and nights ...
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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;