The Pirate, Volume 1Archibald Constable and Company; and Hurst, Robinson, and Company, London, 1822 - Orkney (Scotland) - 346 pages |
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... sure to wander unencountered and unobserved . As Mordaunt grew older , he learned to note the parti- cular signs which preceded these fits of gloomy desponden- cy , and to direct such precautions as might insure his un- fortunate parent ...
... sure to wander unencountered and unobserved . As Mordaunt grew older , he learned to note the parti- cular signs which preceded these fits of gloomy desponden- cy , and to direct such precautions as might insure his un- fortunate parent ...
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... sure to be found upon the next day at Burgh - Westra , having achieved his journey in less time than would have been employed per- haps by the most active native . ` · He was of course set down as a wooer of one of the daughters of ...
... sure to be found upon the next day at Burgh - Westra , having achieved his journey in less time than would have been employed per- haps by the most active native . ` · He was of course set down as a wooer of one of the daughters of ...
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... , he is said , in Scots , to be fey ; that is , predestined to speedy death , of which such mutations of humour are received as a sure indication . " Tronda Dronsdaughter ? " echoed Triptolemus , " how THE PIRATE . J 55.
... , he is said , in Scots , to be fey ; that is , predestined to speedy death , of which such mutations of humour are received as a sure indication . " Tronda Dronsdaughter ? " echoed Triptolemus , " how THE PIRATE . J 55.
Page 57
... sure of not falling , at least . " " Now , I would only advise you to try it , " replied Mor- daunt . " Trust me , the world has few grander sensations than when one is perched in mid - air between a high - brow- ed cliff and a roaring ...
... sure of not falling , at least . " " Now , I would only advise you to try it , " replied Mor- daunt . " Trust me , the world has few grander sensations than when one is perched in mid - air between a high - brow- ed cliff and a roaring ...
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... sure , " replied his sister , ( it was the only word they had agreed on that day , ) " it would be an unco thing to bid ony gudewife in Angus or a ' the Mearns boil a goose , while there was sic things as spits in the warld - But wha's ...
... sure , " replied his sister , ( it was the only word they had agreed on that day , ) " it would be an unco thing to bid ony gudewife in Angus or a ' the Mearns boil a goose , while there was sic things as spits in the warld - But wha's ...
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amongst ancient answered arms better betwixt Bimbister boat Brenda Bryce Burgh-Westra called Captain Cleveland Claud Halcro dance dark daunt Drows father fear Fitful-head folks frae glorious John guests hand hastily hear heard heart heaven honest hospitality islands isles jagger Jarlshof John Dryden Kirkwall lady land laughing least Lerwick look Magnus Troil maidens mair mansion Master Mordaunt maun mind Minna Mistress Baby Mordaunt Mertoun never Norna Norse Norsemen occasion old Norse once Orkney pedler Ranzelman replied Mordaunt rience rock Scambester scarce Scotland seemed share shore sister Skerry Snaelsfoot song speak stood Stourburgh stranger Sumburgh-head Swertha tacksman tell tempest thing thou thought Thule tion tone Triptolemus Yellowley Tronda Udaller Unst usual vessel voice waves weel wild woman words young youth Zetland
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Page 29 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impair'd the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face ; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
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