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Sir Walter Scott's Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border, Том 3
Thomas Finlayson Henderson
Полный просмотр - 1902
ancient appear arms Armstrongs auld baith ballad battle BATTLE OF PHILIPHAUGH betwixt Bewcastle Border Papers Bothwell Buccleuch Burly Burns called Cameronian Captain Carlisle Carterhaugh castle child clan Claverhouse Covenanters David Lesly Dickie duergar Earl Edinburgh Elliot elves emendations England English Ettrick fair Dodhead fair Janet Fairies frae gallant Grahams Galliard gane gentleman Gervase of Tilbury Glenriddell Gordon gude hill Hobbie Noble horse James Janet John Johnie Johnstone King Kinmont Willie lads lady Laird's Jock land Liddesdale Lord Maxwell Lord Scroope manrent March maun mentioned Montrose Montrose's mony morning ne'er never night Pentland Hills Presbyterians prisoner Queen recitation Scotland Scots Scott Scottish Selkirkshire slain spak spirits stanza superstition sword ta'en Tamlane thair thee thou thro tion tradition Wamphray warden weel wife young
Стр. 417 - In behint yon auld fail dyke, I wot there lies a new-slain Knight ; And naebody kens that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair. ' His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's ta'en another mate, So we may mak our dinner sweet.
Стр. 59 - 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' me."
Стр. 395 - When I was a boy just turn'd of nine, My uncle sent for me, To hunt, and hawk, and ride with him, And keep him companie.
Стр. 417 - As I was walking all alane, I heard twa corbies making a mane; The tane unto the t'other say, "Where sail we gang and dine to-day?
Стр. 62 - Where be ye gaun, ye broken men ?' Quo' fause Sakelde ; ' come tell to me !' Now Dickie of Dryhope led that band, And the never a word o' lear had he. ' Why trespass ye on the English side ? Row-footed outlaws, stand!' quo' he; The never a word had Dickie to say, Sae he thrust the lance through his fause bodie.
Стр. 354 - Peeblesshire, a spring called the Cheese Well, because, anciently, those who passed that way were wont to throw into it a piece of cheese as an offering to the fairies, to whom it was consecrated. Like the feld elfen of the Saxons, the usual dress of the fairies is green...
Стр. 64 - He has ta'en the watchman by the throat, He flung him down upon the lead — "Had there not been peace between our lands, Upon the other side thou hadst gaed ! "Now sound out, trumpets!" quo' Buccleuch; "Let's waken Lord Scroope right merrilie !" Then loud the warden's trumpet blew — 0 who dare meddle wi me?
Стр. 253 - Advocate MacKenyie, who, for his worldly wit and wisdom, had been to the rest as a god. And there was Claverhouse, as beautiful as when he lived, with his long dark, curled locks, streaming down over his laced buff-coat, and his left hand always on his right spule-blade, to hide the wound that the silver bullet had made.
Стр. 347 - Anno 1670. Not far from Cirencester was an apparition. Being demanded whether a good spirit or a bad, returned no answer, but disappeared with a curious perfume, and most melodious twang.