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... recitation of an old shepherd by a country farmer , and with no greater corruptions than might be supposed to be introduced by the lapse of time and the ignorance of reciters . " In the preface to " Auld Maitland , " Sir Walter says ...
... recitation of an old shepherd by a country farmer , and with no greater corruptions than might be supposed to be introduced by the lapse of time and the ignorance of reciters . " In the preface to " Auld Maitland , " Sir Walter says ...
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... recite it . I am perfectly confident that , unless he has acquired a memoria technica , he will break down . And why ? Simply because the ballad was never made for recitation . It is singularly deficient in the very quality which tends ...
... recite it . I am perfectly confident that , unless he has acquired a memoria technica , he will break down . And why ? Simply because the ballad was never made for recitation . It is singularly deficient in the very quality which tends ...
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... recitation : the former , if it be genuine , must have been recited for centuries , yet the sharp edges have never received a polish . If any of my readers are curious in such matters , let them compare the written with the traditionary ...
... recitation : the former , if it be genuine , must have been recited for centuries , yet the sharp edges have never received a polish . If any of my readers are curious in such matters , let them compare the written with the traditionary ...
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... recitation , and the following has been framed by collation . HE Elfin knight stands on yon hill ; THE ( Blaw , blaw , blaw winds , blaw , ) Blawing his horn baith loud and shrill , ( And the wind has blawn my plaid awa ' . ) " If I had ...
... recitation , and the following has been framed by collation . HE Elfin knight stands on yon hill ; THE ( Blaw , blaw , blaw winds , blaw , ) Blawing his horn baith loud and shrill , ( And the wind has blawn my plaid awa ' . ) " If I had ...
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... recitation . I do not think that it bears any mark of having been altered by his hand , with the exception , perhaps , of the concluding stanza . Of its antiquity there can be no doubt , as there were several versions current , one of ...
... recitation . I do not think that it bears any mark of having been altered by his hand , with the exception , perhaps , of the concluding stanza . Of its antiquity there can be no doubt , as there were several versions current , one of ...
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amang Andrew Lammie auld bairn baith ballad Balow blaw winds blawn my plaid blude Border Minstrelsy bower castle Cromdale Crown Octavo daughter dear doun e'er Earl Edinburgh Edition Ettrick Forrest fair Annet Fair Janet father fause Fause Foodrage Foolscap frae Fyvie gane gang Gilderoy gin ye Glenkindie Glenlogie Gordon gowd Græme green gude hadna hame hand haud heart heir of Linne Johnston King knee knight lads lady Lady Maisry ladye Laird Lammikin land Lord mair Maisry Montrose mony mother Motherwell nane ne'er never noble o'er Octavo Outlaw Outlaw Murray ower owre plaid awa rade recitation ride sall says Scotland Scottish Sir Walter Scott sister spak stanzas steed suld Syne ta'en thou true-love unto wadna weel Willie wind has blawn ye maun ye'll yett young Benjie
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Page 36 - As I was walking all alane, I heard twa corbies making a mane ; The tane unto the t'other say, " Where sall we gang and dine to-day...
Page 35 - Rivin' her hair. Saddled and bridled And booted rade he; Toom hame cam the saddle But never cam he! "My meadow lies green, And my corn is unshorn, My barn is to bigg, And my babie's unborn.
Page 341 - They hadna sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap, It was sic a deadly storm, And the waves came o'er the broken ship, Till a
Page 122 - What became of your bloodhounds, Lord Randal, my son? What became of your bloodhounds, my handsome young man?" "O they swell'd and they died; mother, make my bed soon, For I'm weary wi' hunting, and fain wald lie down.
Page 123 - For I'm weary wi hunting, and fain wald lie down." " OI fear ye are poisond, Lord Randal, my son! OI fear ye are poisond, my handsome young man!
Page 256 - ADIEU, madame, my mother dear, But and my sisters three ! Adieu, fair Robert of Orchardstane ! My heart is wae for thee. Adieu the lily and the rose, The primrose, fair to see ! Adieu, my ladye, and only joy ! For I may not stay with thee.
Page 101 - Gae back, gae back now, Sweet Willie, And comfort your fair lady ; For where ye had but ae nourice, Your young son shall hae three.
Page 331 - Which was the unthrifty heire of Linne. His father was a right good lord, His mother a lady of high degree ; But they, alas ! were dead, him froe, And he lov'd keeping companie. To spend the daye with merry...