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Page 98 - Love wont to gae ! 1 leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree ; But first it bow'd, and syne it brak, Sae my true Love did lichtly me. O waly waly, but love be bonny A little time while it is new ; But when 'tis auld, it waxeth cauld And fades awa...
Page 109 - ocats généraux' were styled ' avocats du roi,' and the other barristers who pleaded in private causes were called ' avocats généraux,' but towards the end of the seventeenth or the beginning of the eighteenth century these appellations were changed, the
Page 111 - But up spak cruel Claver'se, then, Wi' hastie wit, an' wicked skill; " Gae fire on yon Westlan' men ; I think it is my sov'reign's will." — But up bespake his Cornet, then, " It's be wi' nae consent o' me ! I ken I'll ne'er come back again, An
Page 11 - I winna let the kye gae back, Neither for thy love, nor yet thy fear ; But I will drive Jamie Telfer's kye, In spite of every Scott that's here." " 'Set on them, lads !
Page 181 - The greenwood path to meet her brother: They sought him east, they sought him west, They sought him all the Forest thorough; They only saw the cloud of night, They only heard the roar of Yarrow!
Page 96 - Love did lichtly me. O waly waly, but love be bonny A little time while it is new ; But when 'tis auld, it waxeth cauld And fades awa
Page 27 - Then aye he harped, and aye he carped, Sae sweet were the harpings he let them hear...
Page 49 - The fish shall never swim in the flood, Nor corn grow through the clay, Nor the fiercest fire that ever was kindled Twin me and Rothiemay.