The Renfrewshire Magazine1847 |
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... called repeatedly , and you have always given me the same answer . " " Very true , " said Isaac . " Let me see the amount is - ay , I see , " -pulls out the drawer , in which a solitary threepenny bit is lying , — " really I'm sorry I ...
... called repeatedly , and you have always given me the same answer . " " Very true , " said Isaac . " Let me see the amount is - ay , I see , " -pulls out the drawer , in which a solitary threepenny bit is lying , — " really I'm sorry I ...
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... called for his account , but he might as well have attempted to squeeze water from the flinty rock as money from the coffers of Isaac Tibbs . A bill , of a heavy amount , incurred during the undertaking , was nearly due , and on the ...
... called for his account , but he might as well have attempted to squeeze water from the flinty rock as money from the coffers of Isaac Tibbs . A bill , of a heavy amount , incurred during the undertaking , was nearly due , and on the ...
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... called Dick's attention to what I was about to read , I turned to the 204th page , and read as follows : - " There is an old tune , called , ' The bridegroom greits when the sun gaes down , ' united to old words of a somewhat indelicate ...
... called Dick's attention to what I was about to read , I turned to the 204th page , and read as follows : - " There is an old tune , called , ' The bridegroom greits when the sun gaes down , ' united to old words of a somewhat indelicate ...
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... called Egrets ( a species of Heron ) by Leland , are supposed to have been Pewits ; for , in certain seasons , their flesh is juicy and sweet . At this day , the fens of Lincoln- shire yield a large supply of their eggs , under the name ...
... called Egrets ( a species of Heron ) by Leland , are supposed to have been Pewits ; for , in certain seasons , their flesh is juicy and sweet . At this day , the fens of Lincoln- shire yield a large supply of their eggs , under the name ...
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... called Ad - gebrin , that Paulinus was thirty - six days employed , from morning to evening , in instructing the people , who flocked to hear him from all the neighbouring places and villages , and afterwards baptized them in the Glen ...
... called Ad - gebrin , that Paulinus was thirty - six days employed , from morning to evening , in instructing the people , who flocked to hear him from all the neighbouring places and villages , and afterwards baptized them in the Glen ...
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Alexander Wilson appeared Archie Bard beauty bosom bright Buchanites Burns cæsura called character dark dear death discovery door dream earth father favour fear feelings felt flowers frae genius Glasgow Gleniffer braes Greenock hand happy hath heard heart heaven hero hexameter honour hope hour human Inchinnan Kilbarchan Kilmalcolm Kilmarnock Kitty labour Lacey lady land Lillie Lochwinnoch look Martin memory mind Miss moral morning mother Murphy nature never night o'er old arm-chair Oliver Paisley passed Peesweep poem poet poor present procrastination Renfrew Renfrewshire replied Robert Burns Robert Tannahill round scene Scotland Scottish smile Somerled song soon soul spirit Stanley Moor stone stood sweet tears tell thee things thou thought tion truth turn voice voyage wild William Motherwell wind wish young
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Страница 178 - Two sudden blows with a ragged stick And one with a heavy stone, One hurried gash with a hasty knife — And then the deed was done: There was nothing ly,ing at my foot, But lifeless flesh and bone!
Страница 199 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses, whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings.
Страница 228 - Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, — such was the process: And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Страница 253 - 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.
Страница 151 - The whole world was not half so wide To Alexander, when he cry'd Because he had but one to subdue, As was a paltry narrow tub to Diogenes ; who is not said (For aught that ever I could read) To whine, put finger i' th' eye, and sob, Because h
Страница 176 - Giant of air we bid thee hail! — How his gray skirts toss in the whirling gale; How his huge and writhing arms are bent To clasp the zone of the firmament, And fold at length, in their dark embrace, From mountain to mountain the visible space.
Страница 192 - Mine own death's in this clenched hand ! I know the noble trust ; These limbs must rot on yonder strand — these lips must lick its dust : But shall this dusky standard quail in the red slaughter day; Or shall this heart its purpose fail — this arm forget to slay? I trample down such idle doubt ; Harald's high blood hath sprung From sires whose hands in martial bout have ne'er belied their tongue ; Nor keener from their castle rock rush eagles on their prey, Than, panting for the battle-shock,...
Страница 151 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Страница 328 - O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven; It hath the primal eldest curse upon't; A brother's murder! Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will: My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent; And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's...
Страница 179 - Well ! • — be the graceless lineaments confest ! I do enjoy this bounteous beauteous earth ; And dote upon a jest " Within the limits of becoming mirth...