Tales of My Landlord,: Old mortalityWilliam Blackwood, Prince's Street: and John Murray, Albemarle Street, London., 1817 - 347 páginas |
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... Tillietudlem ; " it's an unco thing that de- cent folk should be harled through the country this gate , as if they were a warld's wonder . " " I am sorry to see you here , Cuddie , " said Morton , who , even in his own dis- tress , did ...
... Tillietudlem ; " it's an unco thing that de- cent folk should be harled through the country this gate , as if they were a warld's wonder . " " I am sorry to see you here , Cuddie , " said Morton , who , even in his own dis- tress , did ...
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... my head as weel as I could till Lord Evan- dale cam up , and then I cried out I was a servant at Tillietudlem - ye ken yoursel he was aye judged to hae a look after the young leddy — and he bade me fling doun my OLD MORTALITY . 11.
... my head as weel as I could till Lord Evan- dale cam up , and then I cried out I was a servant at Tillietudlem - ye ken yoursel he was aye judged to hae a look after the young leddy — and he bade me fling doun my OLD MORTALITY . 11.
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... Tillietudlem . A few birches and oaks still feathered the narrow ravines , or occupied in dwarf clusters the hollow plains of the moor . But these were gradually disappearing ; and a wide and waste country lay before them , swelling in ...
... Tillietudlem . A few birches and oaks still feathered the narrow ravines , or occupied in dwarf clusters the hollow plains of the moor . But these were gradually disappearing ; and a wide and waste country lay before them , swelling in ...
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... Tillietudlem , which the march of the Life- Guards , on the morning of this eventful day , had left to silence and anxiety . The assurances of Lord Evandale had not suc- ceeded in quelling the apprehensions of Edith . She knew him ...
... Tillietudlem , which the march of the Life- Guards , on the morning of this eventful day , had left to silence and anxiety . The assurances of Lord Evandale had not suc- ceeded in quelling the apprehensions of Edith . She knew him ...
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... Tillietudlem has the baronial privilege of pit and gallows , and therefore , if the lad was to be executed on my estate , ( which I consider as an unhandsome thing , seeing it is in the possession of females , to whom such tragedies ...
... Tillietudlem has the baronial privilege of pit and gallows , and therefore , if the lad was to be executed on my estate , ( which I consider as an unhandsome thing , seeing it is in the possession of females , to whom such tragedies ...
Términos y frases comunes
ahint answered Cuddie answered Morton arms army auld Balfour battle blood body Bothwell Burley carabines Castle cause Charnwood Claver Claverhouse Colonel Grahame command Cornet council Covenant Covenanters defend desperate dragoons e'en ed Morton Edith enemy Erastianism Evandale's exclaimed eyes favour fear fire followers friends garrison gi'e Glasgow gude Halliday hand head Henry Morton hill honour horse horsemen Inglis insurgents Jenny Dennison John Gudyill Kettledrummle King Lady Margaret leaders leddy Lord Evan Lord Evandale Lord Ross Macbriar Major Bellenden maun Mause means ment Miss Bellenden mistress moderate party morning muckle ness numbers officer party Philistines Poundtext preacher presbyterians prisoner puir ranks rebels replied Morton retreat rode Scotland seemed shewed soldiers speak specta sword thee Thou art Tillietudlem tion Tower of Tillietudlem troopers voice wad hae weel whigs word wounded young Milnwood young nobleman zeal
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Página 89 - And I will feed them that oppress thee with their own flesh; and they shall be drunken with their own blood, as with sweet wine: and all flesh shall know that I the Lord am thy Saviour and thy Redeemer, the mighty One of Jacob.
Página 39 - Zioa is his seat. There arrows of the bow he brake, The shield, the sword, the war, More glorious thou than hills of prey, More excellent art far.
Página 89 - For Tophet is ordained of old ; Yea, for the king it is prepared ; He hath made it deep and large: The pile thereof is fire and much wood ; The breath of the Lord, like a stream of brimstone, doth kindle it.
Página 32 - SAVE me, O God ; for the waters are come in unto my soul. I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.
Página 62 - Burley," said Bothwell, griping his sword firmly, and setting his teeth close; "you escaped me once, but (he swore an oath too tremendous to be written down) thy head is worth its weight of silver, and it shall go home at my saddle-bow, or my saddle shall go home empty for me.
Página 32 - I am sunk in deep mire where there is no standing — I am come into deep waters where the floods overflow me...