Nether Lochaber: The Natural History, Legends, and Folk-lore of the West HighlandsW. Paterson, 1883 - 417 páginas |
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... Nights Entertainments of our Celtic forefathers - although you find giants , and dwarfs , and misbegotten beings of every imaginable shape and size ; animals , too , that can speak and reason and lend their super- human aid to prince ...
... Nights Entertainments of our Celtic forefathers - although you find giants , and dwarfs , and misbegotten beings of every imaginable shape and size ; animals , too , that can speak and reason and lend their super- human aid to prince ...
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... night of the 13-14th instant any way more favourable for observation than the dull beclouded morning of the 5th itself . The night was calm and rainless , to be sure , but a heavy impenetrable mass of dark grey clouds , so low as to ...
... night of the 13-14th instant any way more favourable for observation than the dull beclouded morning of the 5th itself . The night was calm and rainless , to be sure , but a heavy impenetrable mass of dark grey clouds , so low as to ...
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... night , one of the seamen who rowed our boat sang the song , which we had no hesitation in at once declaring to be of St. Kilda origin , which the man admitted was the case , he having picked it up many years before from an old woman ...
... night , one of the seamen who rowed our boat sang the song , which we had no hesitation in at once declaring to be of St. Kilda origin , which the man admitted was the case , he having picked it up many years before from an old woman ...
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... night , shall not cease . Scott has few finer passages than the following , which we are fond of repeating in such a season as this . It occurs in his epistle to William Stewart Rose , introductory to the first canto of Marmion , and ...
... night , shall not cease . Scott has few finer passages than the following , which we are fond of repeating in such a season as this . It occurs in his epistle to William Stewart Rose , introductory to the first canto of Marmion , and ...
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... night she mourns the cruel wrong , And hill and dale resound the plaintive song . " And hear our own matchless " ploughman bard , " in one of his sweetest lyrics , The Posie : " The hawthorn I will pu ' , wi ' its locks o ' siller grey ...
... night she mourns the cruel wrong , And hill and dale resound the plaintive song . " And hear our own matchless " ploughman bard , " in one of his sweetest lyrics , The Posie : " The hawthorn I will pu ' , wi ' its locks o ' siller grey ...
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Términos y frases comunes
animal Appin Ardgour autumn Ballachulish beach beautiful believe Ben Nevis bird bird-catcher bright called calm Castle Castle Stalker cave chaffinch CHAPTER cold colour common curious delight district eggs fact fairy favourite feet fieldfare Fingalian fish flowers frequently Gaelic glen Glen Nevis Glenevis green hand hazel head heard Hebrides hour interesting jelly-fish known labour land least less lilac lively Loch Loch Leven Loch Linnhe Lochaber axe look Mackenzie marine otter matter meteor mole moon morning mountain neighbourhood neighbouring nest Nether Lochaber never night Norsemen observed occasion once otter perhaps poet potato present probably proper rain rare raven reader recollect remarkable round Scotland season seen shores singing song song-birds specimen spot spotted crake spring storm summer superstition thing thistle tree truth weather West Highlands wild wild-bird wind wing winter wonder
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Página 1 - Farewell, farewell, but this I tell To thee, them Wedding Guest, He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man, and bird, and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things, both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Página 118 - thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy, low, lie down : Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Página 74 - I have found out a gift for my fair : I have found where the wood-pigeons breed ; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed : For he ne'er could be true, she averr'd. Who could rob a poor bird of its young ; And I lov'd her the more when I heard Such
Página 382 - Has God, thou fool ! worked solely for thy good, Thy joy, thy pastime, thy attire, thy food ? Who for thy table feeds the wanton fawn, For him as kindly spread the flowery lawn ; Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings ? Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings. I* it for thee the linnet
Página 120 - from the Song of Solomon :—" For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone ; the flowers appear on the earth ; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; the figtree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grapes give a good smell.
Página 28 - At morn the black-cock trims his jetty wing, 'Tis morning prompts the linnet's blithest lay, All Nature's children feel the matin spring Of life reviving, with reviving day ; And while yon little bark glides down the bay, Wafting the stranger on his way again, Morn's genial influence roused a minstrel grey, And sweetly o'er the lake
Página 74 - I have heard her with sweetness unfold How that pity was due to a dove ; That it ever attended the bold, And she called it the Sister of Love. But her words such a pleasure convey, So much I her accents adore, Let her speak, and whatever «he
Página 12 - warn'd thee, but in vain, for well I knew What perils youthful ardour would pursue ; That boiling blood would carry thee too far, Young as thou wert to dangers, raw to war ; O curs'd essay of arms, disastrous doom, Prelude of bloody fields and fights to come. Hard elements of
Página 12 - 0 Pallas, thou hast failed thy plighted word, To fight with caution, not to tempt the sword ; I warn'd thee, but in vain, for well I knew What perils youthful ardour would pursue ; That boiling blood would carry thee too far, Young as thou wert to dangers, raw to war ; O