Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 17William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone W. Tait, 1850 |
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... Roundhead troopers , with a ser - he was custom'd , thro ' ye passage , out at ye back - door , geant at their head . I saw , at a glance , yt to stop , and so along between a high hedge and ye wall , to a or turn back , wd only be to ...
... Roundhead troopers , with a ser - he was custom'd , thro ' ye passage , out at ye back - door , geant at their head . I saw , at a glance , yt to stop , and so along between a high hedge and ye wall , to a or turn back , wd only be to ...
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... Roundhead . " How , sir ! " retorted Beare , " said I not search ye house ? and has it not yet been done ? I need no teacher of my duty ; let ye house be examined from top to toe . " I begged them to have a few moments ' patience , till ...
... Roundhead . " How , sir ! " retorted Beare , " said I not search ye house ? and has it not yet been done ? I need no teacher of my duty ; let ye house be examined from top to toe . " I begged them to have a few moments ' patience , till ...
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... Roundhead troopers that had knocked . I having some misgiving yt Will Beare had a hand in ys untimely visit , for better care's sake , told Nicholas to leave ye house at ye back door , as I wouldn't have Beare see him , and myself went ...
... Roundhead troopers that had knocked . I having some misgiving yt Will Beare had a hand in ys untimely visit , for better care's sake , told Nicholas to leave ye house at ye back door , as I wouldn't have Beare see him , and myself went ...
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... Roundheads , they necessarily regarded these as affected for a purpose . Jack Hind , whose master had been a bad specimen of a Roundhead , hated them on this account ; and so intense was his detestation , that in all England the ...
... Roundheads , they necessarily regarded these as affected for a purpose . Jack Hind , whose master had been a bad specimen of a Roundhead , hated them on this account ; and so intense was his detestation , that in all England the ...
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... Roundheads - memory of the past . " Captain Hind , will you pardon me , it is our word - but I would not have ... Roundhead . Gad ! the fellow looks a hero , every inch of him . " 66 " You speak of his Highness the Lord Protector ...
... Roundheads - memory of the past . " Captain Hind , will you pardon me , it is our word - but I would not have ... Roundhead . Gad ! the fellow looks a hero , every inch of him . " 66 " You speak of his Highness the Lord Protector ...
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