Paul Jones : a Romance, Bind 1Oliver & Boyd, 1826 - 1123 sider |
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... voice , " Behold the man " whom we delight to honour . ” All this is sufficiently perverse . But half the wild work which she makes among men is not imputed to dame Fortune . When a du- cal star glitters on a cold and insensible heart ...
... voice , " Behold the man " whom we delight to honour . ” All this is sufficiently perverse . But half the wild work which she makes among men is not imputed to dame Fortune . When a du- cal star glitters on a cold and insensible heart ...
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... voice , " thy cool insults and ironical scorn ? -may that sea swallow me up if its tide turn before I have taught thee to mix some meekness with thy insolence . " And he advanced his sword within half - blade's length of his adversary's ...
... voice , " thy cool insults and ironical scorn ? -may that sea swallow me up if its tide turn before I have taught thee to mix some meekness with thy insolence . " And he advanced his sword within half - blade's length of his adversary's ...
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... voice crying , Room for Grace Joysan ! ' and I said , Weel , this maun be me after all ; ' and I pulled the bride - veil off , and wha d'ye think I saw ? -nae braw bonnie blooming bride like me , but a sheeted corse , with the een ...
... voice crying , Room for Grace Joysan ! ' and I said , Weel , this maun be me after all ; ' and I pulled the bride - veil off , and wha d'ye think I saw ? -nae braw bonnie blooming bride like me , but a sheeted corse , with the een ...
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... voice which she heard in her dream called her by her name , -Grace Joysan looked on Paul , and on Lord Dalveen ; and throw- ing her long veil back from her face , and choosing a few flowers from her basket , strewed them on their swords ...
... voice which she heard in her dream called her by her name , -Grace Joysan looked on Paul , and on Lord Dalveen ; and throw- ing her long veil back from her face , and choosing a few flowers from her basket , strewed them on their swords ...
Side 45
... voice and look had I met you fighting in the middle of a tornado . The voice and glance of a Dalveen can never be forgotten , nor the weight of their right hand ; and yours is weightier since I first felt it on this very spot , when we ...
... voice and look had I met you fighting in the middle of a tornado . The voice and glance of a Dalveen can never be forgotten , nor the weight of their right hand ; and yours is weightier since I first felt it on this very spot , when we ...
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Andrew Paton answered auld beauty blessed blood boat bonnie bosom brow Caerlaverock Cameronian Captain castle cavern Corbie Criffel dame dark daugh daughter deep dropt Dumfries evil eyes face fair folly frae Galwegian gazed glance Grace grave gude Halliday hand head 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 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 thine thing thou thought tide veen voice weel wild wind wise wish words yere young lord young nobleman
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Side 103 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition sent To be a moment's ornament; 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.
Side 349 - Adieu, adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild sea-mew. Yon sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native land — Good night...
Side 150 - Dont waste your time at family funerals grieving for your relatives: attend to life, not to death: there are as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it, and better.
Side 1 - Degrees and orders given us ? In you men, 'Tis held a coolness if you lose your right, Affronts and loss of honour. Streets, and walls, And upper ends of tables...
Side 156 - If blest with pliant, tho' but slender, sense, Feign'd modesty, and real impudence : A supple knee, smooth tongue, an easy grace, A curse within, a smile upon his face ; A beauteous sister, or convenient wife, Are prizes in the lottery of life ; Genius and virtue they will soon defeat, And lodge you in the bosom of the great. To merit, is but to provide a pain For men's refusing what you ought to gain.
Side 197 - What though the laddie kist me, When I was at the mill! A kiss is but a touch; And a touch can do nae ill.
Side 3 - ... hovered, — history owes it some of its happiest hours, and song some of its best inspirations.
Side 3 - ... the narrow valley, — where some six or seven trees, bald with age, and bearing...
Side 306 - Cameronian had placed between them, confronted him at some six paces distance. They looked at each other — they raised their right hands at once, and the double flash and knell made the horses rear and the riders start. Down sprang Cargill with all the alacrity of youth, and threw himself in between them. They both stood— their pistols reeking...