The Disruption: A Scottish Tale of Recent TimesJ.Menzies, 1846 - 447 oldal |
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11. oldal
... frae among the blankets at this hour if I hadna better reasons a hantle to gar me steer my feathers . " " Ay , Robin , what may be the weighty reasons you allude to ? " " Deed , sir , I'm thinkin ' they're no unlike your ain , if a body ...
... frae among the blankets at this hour if I hadna better reasons a hantle to gar me steer my feathers . " " Ay , Robin , what may be the weighty reasons you allude to ? " " Deed , sir , I'm thinkin ' they're no unlike your ain , if a body ...
14. oldal
... frae me . It's no possible , and ye need never try't . Hoo could ye get the means o ' payin ' class fees and buird wages , no to speak o ' cleedin and pocket money ? " " You mistake me , aunt . I know my inability to ac- complish what ...
... frae me . It's no possible , and ye need never try't . Hoo could ye get the means o ' payin ' class fees and buird wages , no to speak o ' cleedin and pocket money ? " " You mistake me , aunt . I know my inability to ac- complish what ...
15. oldal
... frae gettin ' a parish if ye had ance the license . " 66 ' Why , you know , aunt , there are disputes going on at present regarding the rights of the Church , and the diffe- rence between the opposing parties is every day becoming wider ...
... frae gettin ' a parish if ye had ance the license . " 66 ' Why , you know , aunt , there are disputes going on at present regarding the rights of the Church , and the diffe- rence between the opposing parties is every day becoming wider ...
48. oldal
... frae Jean Broun this morning , just after ye gaed away , and when I kent the mistress saw me . That's a kind o ' faut your auntie canna forgie - partly , maybe , because naebody tries how she would like it hersel ' . At ony rate she ...
... frae Jean Broun this morning , just after ye gaed away , and when I kent the mistress saw me . That's a kind o ' faut your auntie canna forgie - partly , maybe , because naebody tries how she would like it hersel ' . At ony rate she ...
53. oldal
... frae this house by the screigh o ' day , and try to find some tod - hole whaur the Doctor can ne'er get his clauts owre me " . " You know we have already agreed to seek a cheaper lodging , so we can remove from this as soon as you like ...
... frae this house by the screigh o ' day , and try to find some tod - hole whaur the Doctor can ne'er get his clauts owre me " . " You know we have already agreed to seek a cheaper lodging , so we can remove from this as soon as you like ...
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288. oldal - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
224. oldal - William, who high upon the yard Rock'd with the billow to and fro, Soon as her well-known voice he heard, He sigh'd and cast his eyes...
351. oldal - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields, with bread, "Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
162. oldal - and the widow buried her face in her hands, and sobbed as if her heart would break. The sufferer, aroused from his partial slumber by the sobs of his mother, extended his hand feebly toward her.
160. oldal - I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy : But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had toe never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
171. oldal - Redressing injury, revenging wrong, To aid the damsel and destroy the caitiff; Opposing singly the united strong, From foreign yoke to free the helpless native: — Alas!
264. oldal - Stately and slow, and properly attended By the whole sable tribe, that painful watch The sick man's door, and live upon the dead, By letting out their persons by the hour, To mimic sorrow when the heart's not sad. How rich the trappings! now they're all unfurled, And glittering in the sun; triumphant entries Of conquerors, and coronation pomps, In glory scarce exceed. Great gluts of people Retard th' unwieldy show: whilst from the casements, And houses' tops, ranks behind ranks, close wedged, Hang...
85. oldal - Were purchas'd by the merit of the wearer! How many then should cover that stand bare! How many be commanded that command! How much low peasantry would then be gleaned From the true seed of honour! and how much honour Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times, To be new varnish'd! Well, but to my choice. 'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves.
147. oldal - Next from Deninos, every house and hut, Her simple guileless people hie away ; That day the doors of parish-school were shut, And every scholar got his leave to play : Down rush they light of heart and light of foot, Big plowmen, in their coats of hodden gray, Weavers despising now both web and treadle, Collier and collier's wife, and minister and beadle.