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Aikwood auld beast bonny callant canna captain castle Charlie Scott Corby Craik cried deil Delany devil Dickie dinna door Douglas dread Dryhope durst English eyes face father fell frae friar friends gang gate Gibbie goodman goodwife Gude faith hand hast Hawick head hear heard heart heaven honour horse housie Jock Jock Robson Jock's knew Lady Jane Laidlaw laird laugh look lord maid maiden mair Master Michael Scott maun moss-troopers muckle mule Musgrave naething never night Odin ower perceived Philip Musgrave pike-staff poet prince Roxburgh Scotland Scots Scottish seen seneschal side Sir Richard Musgrave Sir Ringan spirit stood sword tale tell thee thing thou thought tion took trooper turned unto voice wadna warden warlock weel weened word Yardbire yeoman
Page 20 - Wi' a bonny, bonny lassie, When the kye comes hame. Then since all Nature joins In this love without alloy, O, wha wad prove a traitor To Nature's dearest joy ? Or wha wad choose a crown, Wi' its perils and its fame, And miss his bonny lassie, When the kye comes hame.
Page 21 - Draps down, and thinks nae shame To woo his bonnie lassie When the kye comes hame. See yonder pawkie shepherd That lingers on the hill — His ewes are in the fauld, And his lambs are lying still; Yet he downa gang to bed, For his heart is in a flame To meet his bonnie lassie When the kye comes hame.
Page 19 - COME all ye jolly shepherds That whistle through the glen, I'll tell ye of a secret That courtiers dinna ken : What is the greatest bliss That the tongue o' man can name ? 'Tis to woo a bonny lassie When the kye comes hame.
Page 20 - There the blackbird bigs his nest For the mate he loes to see, And on the topmost bough, O, a happy bird is he; Where he pours his melting ditty, And love is a' the theme, And he'll woo his bonny lassie When the kye comes hame.
Page 109 - Yardbire and his two prisoners; the rest of his conversation was to Corby, whom he forthwith pushed on by spur and flattery to the camp. When the truth came to be discovered, many puzzled themselves endeavouring to guess what Charlie would actually have done had he known by the way what a treasure he had in his arms, — the greatest beauty, and the greatest heiress in England ; for Charlie was as notable for kindness and generosity as he was for bodily strength ; and, besides, he was poor, as he...
Page 26 - Demigod ! What shall appal thee ? Javel, or Devil, or how shall we call thee ? Thine the night voices of joy and of weeping, The "whisper awake, and the vision when sleeping: The bloated kings of the earth shall brood On princedoms and provinces bought with blood, Shall slubber, and snore, and to-morrow's breath Shall order the muster and march of death: The trumpets shall sound, and the gonfalons flee, And thousands of souls step home to thee. Speed thee, speed thcc, &c.
Page 3 - ... family. In court and camp, feats of arms were the topic of conversation, and the only die that stamped the character of a man of renown, either with the fair, the monarch, or the chiefs of the land. No gentleman of noble blood would pay his addresses to his mistress, until he had broken a spear with the knights of the rival nation, surprised a strong-hold, or driven a prey from the kinsmen of the Piercies, the Musgraves, or the Howards. As in all other things that run to a fashionable extremity,...
Page 20 - And love is a' the theme, And he'll woo his bonny lassie When the kye comes hame. When the blewart bears a pearl, And the daisy turns a pea, And the bonny lucken gowan Has fauldit up her e'e, Then the laverock frae the blue lift Drops down, an' thinks nae shame To woo his bonny lassie When the kye comes hame.
Page 26 - Speed thee, speed thcc, &c. The warrior shall dream of battle begun, Of field-day and foray, and foeman undone ; Of provinces sacked, and warrior store, Of hurry and havoc, and hampers of ore ; Of captive maidens for joys abundant, And ransom vast when these grow redundant. Hurray ! for the foray. Fiends ride forth a scaling, For the dogs of havock are yelping and yowling.