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Seite 2 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Seite 61 - For a' that, and a' that, ; And thrice as muckle's a" that, He's far beyond Dunblane the night, That shall be king, for a' that. He wears a broadsword by his side, And weel he kens to draw that ; The target, and the Highland plaid, The shoulder belt, and a' that : A bonnet bound with ribbons blue, The white cockade, and a' that, The tartan hose and philabeg, Which makes us blythe for a
Seite 78 - Their oaten pipes blew wondrous shrill. The hemlock small blew clear; And louder notes from hemlock large, And bog-reed, struck the ear; But solemn sounds, or sober thoughts, The Fairies cannot bear.
Seite 74 - ... or on one of these flat-chested streets, but he is instantly reminded where he is, and instantly travels back in fancy to his home. This is no my ain house; I ken by the biggin
Seite 97 - As through the colour'd glass the moon-beam falls, Huge shapeless spectres quiver on the walls ; Low murmurs creep along the hollow ground, And to each step the pealing aisles resound ; By glimmering lamps, protecting saints among, The shrines all trembling as they pass along, O'er the still choir with hideous laugh they move, (Fiends yell below, and angels weep above...
Seite 18 - Edinburgh, town of Musselburgh, which appears to have been shot for as early as the year 1603. The victor in this, as in the other prizes except the king's prize, has the custody of it for a year, then returns it with a medal appended, on which are engraved any motto and device which the gainer's fancy dictates.
Seite 106 - Scott before his marriage, and on the day of the marriage he and his bride were jointly created Duke and Duchess of Buccleuch, Earl and Countess of Dalkeith, and Baron and Baroness Scott of Whitchester and Eskdale in Scotland.