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" The doubling storm roars thro' the woods, The lightnings flash from pole to pole, Near and more near the thunders roll, When, glimmering thro' the groaning trees, Kirk-Alloway seem'd in a bleeze, Thro' ilka bore the beams were glancing, And loud resounded... "
Letters on Demonology and Witchcraft - Страница 44
по Walter Scott - 1830 - 338 страници
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The cabinet of the Scottish muses, selected from the works of the most ...

Scottish uses - 1808 - 228 страници
...Barleycorn ! What dangers thdu can'-i male us scorn ! W i' tippeimy we fear nae evil ; Wi' usquahae we'll face the devil ! — The swats sae ream'd in Tammie's noddle, Fair play, he car'd na deils a boddle. But Maggie stood right sair astoimh'd, Till by the heel an' hand admouish'd,...

The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: Collated with the Best Editions, Томове 1–2

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...Through ilka bore the beams were glancing ; And loud resounded mirth and dancing. — Inspiring bold John Barleycorn ! What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi' tippenny, we fear na evil ; Wi' nsquebae we'll face the devil ! — The swats sae ream'd in Tammie's noddle, Fair play,...

Poems, Том 2

Robert Burns - 1811 - 416 страници
...Barleycorn ! What dangers thou canst make us scorn ! Wi' tippeny, we fear nae evil ; Wi' usquabae, we'll face the devil ! — The swats sae ream'd in Tammie's noddle, Fair play, he car'd na deils a boddle. But Maggie stood right sair astonish'd, Till, by the heel and hand admonish'd,...

The Works of Robert Burns: With an Account of His Life , and a ..., Том 3

Robert Burns - 1813 - 444 страници
...the beams were glancing; And loud resounded mirth and dancing. — Inspiring bold John Barleycorn f What dangers thou canst make us scorn ! Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil ; Wi' usquabae we'll face the devil ! — The swats sae ream'd in Tammie's noddle, Fair play, he car'd na...

Lectures on the English Poets: Delivered at the Surrey Institution

William Hazlitt - 1818 - 338 страници
...Thro' ilka bore the beams were glancing; And loud resounded mirth and dancing. Inspiring bold John Barleycorn! What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi' Tippenny, we fear nae evil; , Wi" Usqueba, we'll face the devil! The swats sae ream'd in Tammie's noddle, Fair play, he car'd na de'ils...

Lectures on the English Poets

William Hazlitt - 1818 - 354 страници
...Thro' ilka bore the beams were glancing; And loud resounded mirth and dancing. Inspiring bold John Barleycorn ! What dangers thou canst make us scorn ! Wi' Tippenny, we fear nae eril; Wi' Usqueba, we'll face the devil! The swats sae ream'd in Tammie's noddle, Fair play, he car'd...

Lectures on the English Poets: Delivered at the Surrey Institution

William Hazlitt - 1818 - 358 страници
...Thro' ilka bore the beams were glancing; And loud resounded mirth and dancing. Inspiring bold John Barleycorn ! What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi' Tippenny, we fear пае evil ; Wi' Usquebá, we'll face the devil! The swats sae ream'd in Tammie's noddle, Fair play,...

Specimens of the British Poets: Whitehead, 1785, to Anstey, 1805

Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 466 страници
...Thro' ilka bore the beams were glancing ; And loud resounded mirth and dancing. — Inspiring bold John Barleycorn ! What dangers thou canst make us scorn ! Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil ; Wi' usquabae we'll face the devil ! — The swats sae ream'd in Tammie's noddle, Fair play, he car'd na...

The British Poets: Including Translations ...

British poets - 1822 - 270 страници
...Thro' ilka bore the beams were glancing ; And loud resounded mirth and dancing. — Inspiring bold John Barleycorn ! What dangers thou canst make us scorn ! Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil ; Wi' usquebae, we'll face the devil ! — The swats sae ream'd in Tammie's noddle, Pair play, he car'dna deils a boddle....

The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Том 38

Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 418 страници
...Thro' ilka bore the beams were glancing : And loud resounded mirth and dancing. — Inspiring bold John Barleycorn ! What dangers thou canst make us scorn ! Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil ; Wi' usquebae, we'll face the devil ! — The swats sae ream'd in Tammie's noddle, Fair play, he car'd na deils a...




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