Tales of My Landlord: Second series, Volume 4Archibald Constable, 1818 - 375 pages |
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Page 71 - Proud Maisie is in the wood, Walking so early. Sweet Robin sits on the bush, Singing so rarely. 'Tell me, thou bonny bird, When shall I marry me? ' 'When six braw gentlemen Kirkward shall carry ye.
Page 70 - Who makes the bridal bed, Birdie, say truly ? ' — ' The grey-headed sexton, That delves the grave duly.
Page 42 - Come, and let us return unto the Lord: for he hath torn, and he will heal us; he hath smitten, and he will bind us up. After two days will he revive us: in the third day he will raise us up, and we shall live in his sight.
Page 46 - Some say that we wan, and some say that they wan, And some say that nane wan at a', man ; But of ae thing I'm sure, that on Sheriffmuir A battle there was that I saw, man.
Page 183 - Wi' yill-caup Commentators : Here's crying out for bakes an' gills, An' there the pint-stowp clatters ; While thick an' thrang, an' loud an' lang, Wi' logic, an' wi' Scripture, They raise a din, that in the end, Is like to breed a rupture O
Page 261 - Tarsus, bound for the isles Of Javan or Gadire, With all her bravery on, and tackle trim, Sails fill'd, and streamers waving, Courted by all the winds that hold them play...