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Page 36
... night begins to fall , For darkness shuts me out from all I saw before I feel not now The damp snow falling on my brow , And sure the cold has left this stone , Where I have sat so long alone . " Come , mother , come ! nor tarry longer ...
... night begins to fall , For darkness shuts me out from all I saw before I feel not now The damp snow falling on my brow , And sure the cold has left this stone , Where I have sat so long alone . " Come , mother , come ! nor tarry longer ...
Page 37
... night , a scene so dreary and desolate . The affairs of the small household were all arranged for the night . The little rough poney that had drawn in a sledge , from the heart of the Black - Moss , the fuel by whose blaze the cotters ...
... night , a scene so dreary and desolate . The affairs of the small household were all arranged for the night . The little rough poney that had drawn in a sledge , from the heart of the Black - Moss , the fuel by whose blaze the cotters ...
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... night they were , every mi- nute , expecting to hear at the latch the hand of their only daughter , a maiden of about fifteen years , who was at service with a farmer over the hills . This dutiful child was , as they knew , to bring ...
... night they were , every mi- nute , expecting to hear at the latch the hand of their only daughter , a maiden of about fifteen years , who was at service with a farmer over the hills . This dutiful child was , as they knew , to bring ...
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... night my heart warms toward her beyond usual . The moon and stars are at this moment looking down upon her , and she looking up to them , as she is glinting homewards over the snow . I wish she were but here , and taking the comb out o ...
... night my heart warms toward her beyond usual . The moon and stars are at this moment looking down upon her , and she looking up to them , as she is glinting homewards over the snow . I wish she were but here , and taking the comb out o ...
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... night , " said William " there will be a fresh fall of snow soon , or the witch of Glen Scrae is a liar , for a snow cloud is hanging o'er the Birch - tree - linn , and it may be down to the Black - moss as soon as Hannah Lee . " So he ...
... night , " said William " there will be a fresh fall of snow soon , or the witch of Glen Scrae is a liar , for a snow cloud is hanging o'er the Birch - tree - linn , and it may be down to the Black - moss as soon as Hannah Lee . " So he ...
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