Tales of My Landlord,: Old mortalityWilliam Blackwood, Prince's Street: and John Murray, Albemarle Street, London., 1817 - 347 páginas |
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... 'e your testimony like a man upon the mount of the Covenant . " & " And so I suppose you , went to a con- venticle ? " said Morton . " Ye sall hear , " continued Cuddie.- 1 " Aweel , I kenn'd na muckle better what 8 TALES OF MY LANDLORD .
... 'e your testimony like a man upon the mount of the Covenant . " & " And so I suppose you , went to a con- venticle ? " said Morton . " Ye sall hear , " continued Cuddie.- 1 " Aweel , I kenn'd na muckle better what 8 TALES OF MY LANDLORD .
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Walter Scott. 1 " Aweel , I kenn'd na muckle better what to do , sae I e'en ga'ed wi ' her to an auld daft carline like hersel , and we gat some wa ter - broo and bannocks ; and mony a weary grace they said , and mony a psalm they sung ...
Walter Scott. 1 " Aweel , I kenn'd na muckle better what to do , sae I e'en ga'ed wi ' her to an auld daft carline like hersel , and we gat some wa ter - broo and bannocks ; and mony a weary grace they said , and mony a psalm they sung ...
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... who had just recovered from a violent fit of coughing , and found his own anathema borne down by Mause's better wind , peace , and take not the word out of the mouth of a servant of the altar . - I say , I uplift my voice OLD MORTALITY .
... who had just recovered from a violent fit of coughing , and found his own anathema borne down by Mause's better wind , peace , and take not the word out of the mouth of a servant of the altar . - I say , I uplift my voice OLD MORTALITY .
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... o ' the Temple - whips of small cords , knotted for the chastisement of those wha like their warldly gudes and 置 gear better than the Cross or the Cove- nant , 8 24 TALES OF MY LANDLORD . altar.-I say, I uplift my voice ...
... o ' the Temple - whips of small cords , knotted for the chastisement of those wha like their warldly gudes and 置 gear better than the Cross or the Cove- nant , 8 24 TALES OF MY LANDLORD . altar.-I say, I uplift my voice ...
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Walter Scott. gear better than the Cross or the Cove- nant , but when that wark's done , only meet to mak latchets to the de'il's brogues . " " Fiend hae me , " said Cuddie , addressing himself to Morton , " if I dinna think our mither ...
Walter Scott. gear better than the Cross or the Cove- nant , but when that wark's done , only meet to mak latchets to the de'il's brogues . " " Fiend hae me , " said Cuddie , addressing himself to Morton , " if I dinna think our mither ...
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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...