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... night , sic as has nae been heard in Lyddal tower since the banner of Johnie Armstrong , the freebooter , floated oure its rafters . But let us forward , else some daft and dement- ed carlin will catch the warmest nook before us ; and ...
... night , sic as has nae been heard in Lyddal tower since the banner of Johnie Armstrong , the freebooter , floated oure its rafters . But let us forward , else some daft and dement- ed carlin will catch the warmest nook before us ; and ...
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... night , than a farmer will reap now in seven years . But as I was saying , mony a happy night have I spent at the hearth of Lyddalcross ; but for every night of howff and shelter have I rewarded him with some cannie auld - farrand tale ...
... night , than a farmer will reap now in seven years . But as I was saying , mony a happy night have I spent at the hearth of Lyddalcross ; but for every night of howff and shelter have I rewarded him with some cannie auld - farrand tale ...
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... night , when flocks , tempted by the sweet dewy grass , are known to browze eagerly , that he might guard them from the fox , and lead them to the choicest herbage . In these noc- turnal watchings he sometimes drove his little flock ...
... night , when flocks , tempted by the sweet dewy grass , are known to browze eagerly , that he might guard them from the fox , and lead them to the choicest herbage . In these noc- turnal watchings he sometimes drove his little flock ...
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... night , rank after rank of the fairy folk ; ye'll at least believe a douce man and a ghostly professor , even the late minister of Tinwaldkirk : his only son , I mind the lad weel with his long yellow locks and his bonnie blue eyes ...
... night , rank after rank of the fairy folk ; ye'll at least believe a douce man and a ghostly professor , even the late minister of Tinwaldkirk : his only son , I mind the lad weel with his long yellow locks and his bonnie blue eyes ...
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... night , riding among the elfin troop the fairest of them all ; had you clasped him in your arms , and wrestled for him with spirits and ter- rible shapes from the other world , till your heart quailed and your flesh was subdued , then ...
... night , riding among the elfin troop the fairest of them all ; had you clasped him in your arms , and wrestled for him with spirits and ter- rible shapes from the other world , till your heart quailed and your flesh was subdued , then ...
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Page 419 - Our petitions have been slighted; our remonstrances have produced additional violence and insult; our supplications have been disregarded; and we have been spurned, with contempt, from the foot of the throne! In vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation. There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free — if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending...
Page 419 - Peace"— but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
Page 418 - I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past.
Page 419 - The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery ! Our chains are forged. Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable, and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come! It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry peace! peace!
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Page 171 - ... else ; I must do it, as it were, in such weight, measure and number, even so perfectly, as God made the world ; or else I am so sharply taunted, so cruelly threatened, yea presently sometimes with pinches, nips, and bobs, and other ways (which I will not name for the honour I bear them) so without measure mis-ordered, that I think myself in hell, till time come that I must go to Mr.
Page 419 - We have petitioned, we have remonstrated, we have supplicated, we have prostrated ourselves before the Throne, and have implored its interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the Ministry and Parliament. Our petitions have been slighted, our remonstrances have produced additional violence and insult, our supplications have been disregarded, and we have been spurned, with contempt, from the foot of the Throne.
Page 304 - It is altogether a speculative scene of things, which has no reference whatever to the world that is.
Page 22 - ... about upon the fresh grass, with all the fine garden smells around me ; or basking in the orangery, till I could almost fancy myself ripening, too, along with the oranges and the limes in that grateful warmth ; or in watching the dace that darted to and fro in the fish-pond at the bottom of the garden, with here and there a great sulky pike hanging midway down the water in silent state, as if it mocked at their impertinent friskings.