 | David Herd - 1869 - 338 страници
...morne. O fay na foe, my mafter deir, For I feir a deadlie florme. Late late yeflreen I faw the new moone Wi' the auld moone in hir arme ; And I feir, I feir, my deir mafler, That we wull cum to harme. O our Scots nobles wer richt laith To weet their cork-heild moone ; Bot lang or... | |
 | David Herd, Sidney Gilpin - 1870 - 368 страници
...morne. O fay na fae, my mafter deir, For I feir a deadlie ftorme. Late late yeftreen I faw the new moone Wi' the auld moone in hir arme ; And I feir, I feir, my deir mafter, That we wull cum to harme. O our Scots nobles wer richt laith To weet their cork-heild fhoone... | |
 | Dawn - 1874 - 340 страници
...late yestreen I saw the new moone Wi' the auld moone in hir arm ; 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 thair... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1876 - 290 страници
...morne. 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. Bot lang owre a' the play wer playd, Thair hats they swam aboone.... | |
 | Thomas Percy - 1876 - 630 страници
...say na sae, my master deir, For I fcir a deadlie storme. Late late yestreen I saw the new moone j 25 Wi' the auld moone in hir arme ; ' And I feir, I feir, my deir master, ' That we will com to liarme. 0 our Scots nobles vor rieht laith To weet their cork-heild schoone... | |
 | English poetry - 1877 - 1010 страници
...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.' 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 thair... | |
 | English poetry - 1880 - 486 страници
...rolls. 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... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 страници
...say na sae, my master deir, For I fear a deadlie storme. ' ' Late, late yestreen, I saw the new moone Wi' the auld moone in hir arme ; And I feir, I feir, my dear master, That we will com to harme." Oh ! our Scots nobles were richt laith To weet their cork-heiled... | |
 | William Roper (Fellow of the Meteorological Society.) - 1883 - 50 страници
...say, na sae, my master deer, For I feir a deadlie storme. Late, Late, yestreen I saw th' new moone, Wi' the auld moone in hir arme, And I feir, I feir, my master deer, We shall have a deadly storm."* — Percy's Beliques. When there is a halo round the Moon... | |
 | Thomas Percy - 1886 - 566 страници
...yestreen I saw the new moone 15 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 ;s 30 Bot lang owre 4 a' the play wer playd, Thair hats they swam aboone.* O lang, lang, may... | |
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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. 
