 Yes ; there's thirty yonder, from the auld wife of an hundred to the babe that was born last week, that ye have turned out o' their bits o' bields, to sleep with the tod and the black-cock in the muirs ! Ride your ways, Ellangowan.  Guy Mannering, Or, The Astrologer - Страница 124по Walter Scott - 1815 - 358 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Charles Alexander Young - 1907 - 156 страници
...not couch on the hearth-stane at Ellangowan. Ride your ways, Godfrey Bertram — what do you glower after our folk for? There's thirty hearts there, that...their lifeblood 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,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1910 - 644 страници
...does not couch on the hearthstane at Ellangowan. Hide your ways, Godfrey Bertram — what do ye glower after our folk for? There's thirty hearts there that...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,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1910 - 636 страници
...does not couch on the hearthstane at Ellangowan. Ride your ways, Godfrey Bertram — what do ye glower after our folk for? There's thirty hearts there that...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,... | |
 | William John Courthope - 1910 - 526 страници
...does not couch on the hearthstane at Ellangowan. Ride your ways, Godfrey Bertram ; what do ye glower after our folk for ? There's thirty hearts there that...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,... | |
 | George Saintsbury - 1912 - 518 страници
...the hearthstane | at Ellangowan. — Ride your ways, | Godfrey | Bertram — | what | do ye glower | after our folk | for ! — | There's thirty | hearts...had wanted | sunkets, | and spent | their life-blood I ere ye | had scratched | your finger. | Yes — | there's thirty | yonder, | from the auld wife |... | |
 | George Saintsbury - 1912 - 516 страници
...| Bertram — | what | do ye glower | after our folk | for ! — | There's thirty | hearts there j that wad hae wanted ' bread | ere ye | had wanted...| their life-blood | ere ye | had scratched | your ringer. | Yes — | there's thirty | yonder, | from the auld wife ! of a hundred | to the babe | that... | |
 | Francis Henry Pritchard - 1923 - 214 страници
...not couch on the hearthstane at Ellangowan. — Ride your ways, Godfrey Bertram— what do ye glower after our folk for ? — There's thirty hearts there,...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,... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1923 - 676 страници
...hearthstane at Ellangowan. Ride your ways, Godfrey Bertram; what do ye glower after our folk for? There 's thirty hearts there that wad hae wanted bread ere...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... | |
 | Francis Henry Pritchard - 1924 - 258 страници
...not couch on the hearthstane at Ellangowan. — Ride your ways, Godfrey Bertram — what do ye glower after our folk for? — There's thirty hearts there,...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,... | |
 | Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1925 - 1262 страници
...Ellangowan. — Ride your ways, Godfrey Bertram — what do ye glower after our folk for ? — There 's thirty hearts there, that wad hae wanted bread ere...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,... | |
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