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... till he had secured his own reward . ' Kirkpatrick did more : he stipu- lated for the personal safety of his old master . His generous intercession prevailed ; and the last of the Douglases was permitted to die , in monastic seclusion ...
... till he had secured his own reward . ' Kirkpatrick did more : he stipu- lated for the personal safety of his old master . His generous intercession prevailed ; and the last of the Douglases was permitted to die , in monastic seclusion ...
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... till Angus , with one blow , severed the thigh of his antagonist , who died upon the spot . The earl then addressed the attendant of Kilspindie : " Go thy way ; tell my gossip , the king , that here was nothing but fair play , I know my ...
... till Angus , with one blow , severed the thigh of his antagonist , who died upon the spot . The earl then addressed the attendant of Kilspindie : " Go thy way ; tell my gossip , the king , that here was nothing but fair play , I know my ...
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... till the attempts of the inhabitants were fully atoned for . This impolitic expedient , by which the Scot- tish prince , unable to execute justice on his turbulent subjects , com- mitted to a rival sovereign the power of unlimited ...
... till the attempts of the inhabitants were fully atoned for . This impolitic expedient , by which the Scot- tish prince , unable to execute justice on his turbulent subjects , com- mitted to a rival sovereign the power of unlimited ...
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... till a breach in the wall was made by mining . Through this hole the commandant creeped forth ; and , surrendering himself to De la Mothe - rouge , implored pro- tection from the vengeance of the borderers . But a Scottish marchman ...
... till a breach in the wall was made by mining . Through this hole the commandant creeped forth ; and , surrendering himself to De la Mothe - rouge , implored pro- tection from the vengeance of the borderers . But a Scottish marchman ...
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... till the assailants set it in flames , and then yielded with reluctance to his kinsman , Buccleuch . But the time which he had gained effectually served his cause . The borderers had dispersed to plunder the stables of the nobility ...
... till the assailants set it in flames , and then yielded with reluctance to his kinsman , Buccleuch . But the time which he had gained effectually served his cause . The borderers had dispersed to plunder the stables of the nobility ...
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Página 236 - Oh ! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broadsword he weapons had none, He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Página 24 - When, in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end ;Then lies him down the lubber fiend. And, stretch'd out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And, crop-full, out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Página 237 - His step is first in peaceful ha', His sword in battle keen" — But aye she loot the tears down fa
Página 237 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan ; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
Página 423 - And see not ye that bonny road, That winds about the fernie brae ? That is the road to fair Elfland, Where thou and I this night maun gae. " But, Thomas, ye mavin hold your tongue, Whatever ye may hear or see ; For, if you speak word in Elflyn land, Ye'll ne'er get back to your ain countrie.
Página 210 - And tauld the king o' me, To send us out, at this time of the year, To sail upon the sea ? " Be it wind, be it weet, be it hail, be it sleet, Our ship must sail the faem ; The king's daughter of Noroway, Tis we must fetch her hame.
Página 208 - And also thro' the Carlisle sands ; They brought him to Carlisle castell, To be at my Lord Scroope's commands. " My hands are tied, but my tongue is free, And whae will dare this deed avow? Or answer by the Border law ? Or answer to the bauld Buccleuch ?" " Now haud thy tongue, thou rank reiver ! There's never a Scot shall set thee free : Before ye cross my castell yate, I trow ye shall take farewell o
Página 211 - They hoysed their sails on Monenday morn, Wi' a' the speed they may ; They hae landed in Noroway, Upon a Wodensday. They hadna been a week, a week In Noroway but twae, When that the lords o' Noroway Began aloud to say : " Ye Scottishmen spend a
Página 311 - Blow up the fire, my maidens! Bring water from the well! For a' my house shall feast this night, Since my three sons are well.
Página 214 - Get up, get up, lady mother," he says, " Get up, and let me in! Get up, get up, lady mother," he says, " For this night my fair lady I've win.