 | Caroline Howard Gilman - 1838 - 272 страници
...away. CHAPTER XIV. NEGRO SUPERSTITIONS. % The New Preacher. " Late, late yestreen I saw the new moone, Wi' the auld moone in hir arme; And I feir, I feir, my dier master, That you will com to harme." SIE PATRICK SPENCE.—Old Ballad. . - " Oh, sweeter than... | |
 | Half hours - 1847
...O say na sae, my master deir, For I feir a deadlie storme, Late, late yestreen, I saw the new moone Wi' the auld moone in hir arme ; And I feir, I feir, my deir mastir, That we will com to harme. O our Scots nobles wer richt laith To weet their cork-heil'd schoone... | |
 | Caroline Gilman - 1852
...1 CHAPTER XIV. NEGRO SUPERSTITIONS. The New Preacher. '« Late, late yestreen I saw the new moone, Wi' the auld moone in hir arme ; And I feir, I feir, ray dier master, That you will com to harme." SIR PATRICK SPENCK.— Old Ballad. <c Oh, sweeter than... | |
 | Francis James Child - 1857
...O say na sae, my master deir, For I feir a deadlie stonne. " Late late yestreen I saw the new moone Wi' the auld moone in hir arme ; And I feir, I feir, my deir master, That we will com to harme." O our Scots nobles wer rieht laith To weet their cork-heild schoone... | |
 | Francis James Child - 1857
...O say na sae, my master deir, For I feir a deadlie storme. " Late late yestreen I saw the new moone Wi' the auld moone in hir arme ; And I feir, I feir, my deir master, That we will com to harme." O our Scots nobles wer richt laith To weet their cork-heild schoone... | |
 | Francis James Child - 1857
...0 say na sae, my master deir, For I feir a deadlie storme. " Late late yestreen I saw the new moone Wi' the auld moone in hir arme ; And I feir, I feir, my deir master, That we will com to harme." O our Scots nobles wer richt laith To weet their cork-heild schoone... | |
 | English poetry - 1858
...say na sae, my master deir, For I feir a deadlie storme. Late, late yestreen I saw the new moone 25 Wi' the auld moone in hir arme; And I feir, I feir, my deir master, That we will com to harme.' 0 our Scots nobles wer richt laith To weet their cork-heild schoone;... | |
 | Francis James Child - 1860
...late yestreen I saw the new moone Wi' the auld moone in hir anne ; And I feir, I feir, my deir master, That we will com to harme." O our Scots nobles wer richt laith To weet their cork-heild schoone; » Bot lang owre a' the play wer playd, Thair hats they swam aboone. O lang, lang, may their... | |
 | Thomas Percy - 1860 - 558 страници
...say na sae, my master deir, For I feir a deadlie storme. Late late yestreen I saw the new moone 25 Wi' the auld moone in hir arme ; And I feir, I feir, my deir master, That we will com to harme. 0 our Scots nobles wer richt laith To weot their cork-heild schoone... | |
 | Francis James Child - 1861
...late yestreen I saw the new moone Wi' the auld moone in hir arme ; And I feir, I feir, my deir master, That we will com to harme." O our Scots nobles wer richt laith To weet their cork-heild schoone; so Bot lang owre a' the play wer playd, Thair hats they swam aboone. O lang, lang, may their... | |
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Late late yestreen I saw the new moone, Wi the auld moone in hir arme, And I feir, I feir, my deir master, That we will cum to harme. 
