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" Bertram — what do ye glower after our folk for ? — There's thirty hearts there that wad hae wanted bread ere ye had wanted sunkets,* and spent their life-blood ere ye had scratched your finger. Yes — there's thirty yonder, from the auld wife of... "
Waverley Novels - Страница 78
по Walter Scott - 1829
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The Scots Magazine and Edinburgh Literary Miscellany, Том 77

1815 - 1008 страници
...their life-blood ere ye had scratched your ringer — yes — there's thirty yonder, irom the auld wife of an hundred to the babe that was born last...that ye have turned out o' their bits o' bields, to slerp with the tod and the black-cuck in the muirs ! — Ride your ways, hllangowan.-— Our bairns...

Guy Mannering: Or, The Astrologer

Walter Scott - 1815 - 322 страници
...scratched your finger—yes—there's thirty yonder, from the auld wife of an hundred to the babe that irzs born last week, that ye have turned out o' their bits...that your braw cradle at hame be the fairer spread up—not that I am wishing Ijl to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born—God forbid—...

The Augustan review, Том 1

1815 - 930 страници
...spent their life-blood ere ye had scratched your finger. Yes, there's thirty yonder, from the auld wife of an hundred to the babe that was born last...Ride your ways, Ellangowan. Our Bairns are hinging M. deGenlis' Henri le Grand. 233 at our weary backs ; look that your braw cradle at hame be the hirer...

Guy Mannering, Or, The Astrologer, Том 1

Walter Scott - 1815 - 360 страници
...spent their life-blood ere ye had scratched your finger. Yes — there's thirty yonder, from the auld wife of an hundred to the babe that was born last...and the black-cock in the muirs !— Ride your ways, Eliangowan — Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs— look that your braw cradle at hame be the...

The Quarterly Review, Том 12

William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1815 - 558 страници
...their life-blood ere ye had scratched your finger — yes — there's thirty yonder, from the auld wife of an hundred to the babe that was born last...and the black-cock in the muirs! — Ride your ways, Ellangovan. — Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs — look that your braw cradle at hame be...

Guy Mannering, Or, The Astrologer, Том 1

Walter Scott - 1815 - 354 страници
...spent their life-blood ere ye had scratched your finger. Yes—there's thirty yonder, from the auld wife of an hundred to the babe that was born last...bields, to sleep with the tod and the black-cock in the muirs!—Ride your ways, Ellangowan.—Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs—look that your braw...

Guy Mannering, Or, The Astrologer, Том 1

Walter Scott - 1815 - 356 страници
...ye had scratched your finger— yes — there's thirty, yonder, from the auld wife of an hundred, tp the babe that was born last week, that ye have turned...the black-cock in the muirs ! — Ride your ways, Eliangowan. — Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs — look that your braw cradle at harae be...

The British Critic: A New Review, Том 3

1815 - 698 страници
...their life-blood ere ye had scratched your finger— yes — there' s thirty yonder, from the aul<jl wife of an hundred to the babe that was born last week, that yg have turned out o'their bits o' bields, to sleep with the tod and the black cock in the muirs! —...

Guy Mannering, Or, The Astrologer, Том 1

Walter Scott - 1820 - 314 страници
...spent their life blood ere ye had scratched your finger —yes—there's thirty yonder, from the auld wife of an hundred to the babe that was born last week, that ye hae turned out o' their bits o' bields, to sleep with the tod and the blackcock in the muirs!—Ride...

Guy Mannering; or, The astrologer. By the author of 'Waverley'.

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1821 - 246 страници
...spent their life-blood ere ye had scratched your finger —yes—there's thirty yonder, from the auld wife of an hundred to the babe that was born last...their bits o' bields, to sleep with the tod and the black-eock in the muirs!—Ride your ways, Ellangowan.— Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs—look...




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