The Pirate, 1–3 tomaiArchibald Constable and Company; and Hurst, Robinson, and Company, London., 1822 - 346 psl. |
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14 psl.
... duke , said he had made bold to come and shew him the stuff which Lady Elizabeth had chose for her night - gown.- And which of your geese is that , Tim , who has got it < tucked under his wing ? He is an Orkney 14 THE PIRATE .
... duke , said he had made bold to come and shew him the stuff which Lady Elizabeth had chose for her night - gown.- And which of your geese is that , Tim , who has got it < tucked under his wing ? He is an Orkney 14 THE PIRATE .
15 psl.
Sir Walter Scott. < tucked under his wing ? He is an Orkney goose , if it please you , Mr Dryden , ' said Tim , who had wit at will , and he hath brought you a copy of verses for your honour to look at . Is he amphibious ? ' said ...
Sir Walter Scott. < tucked under his wing ? He is an Orkney goose , if it please you , Mr Dryden , ' said Tim , who had wit at will , and he hath brought you a copy of verses for your honour to look at . Is he amphibious ? ' said ...
25 psl.
... Orkney , the old people recognized at once , in the ode of the " Fatal Sisters , " the Runic rhimes which had amused or terrified their infancy under the title of the Ma- gicians , and which the fishers of North Ronaldsha , and other ...
... Orkney , the old people recognized at once , in the ode of the " Fatal Sisters , " the Runic rhimes which had amused or terrified their infancy under the title of the Ma- gicians , and which the fishers of North Ronaldsha , and other ...
60 psl.
... has talked of going to Orkney , to inquire after the consort with whom he sailed ; but day by day , and week by week passes , and he goes not ; and while he keeps my father company over the bottle , and tells Minna 60 THE PIRATE .
... has talked of going to Orkney , to inquire after the consort with whom he sailed ; but day by day , and week by week passes , and he goes not ; and while he keeps my father company over the bottle , and tells Minna 60 THE PIRATE .
94 psl.
... Orkney , and would have been here yesterday , but it blew hard off the Fitful - head . " We had no wind here , " said Magnus . " There is somebody has not been sleeping then , " said the pedlar , " and her name begins with N ; but ...
... Orkney , and would have been here yesterday , but it blew hard off the Fitful - head . " We had no wind here , " said Magnus . " There is somebody has not been sleeping then , " said the pedlar , " and her name begins with N ; but ...
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amongst ancient answered arms believe betwixt boats bosom Bryce Snaelsfoot Burgh Westra called Captain Cleveland Claud Halcro dame dance dare dark daugh daughters daunt deep dwarf Dwarfie Stone Erlend fair father fear fish Fitful-head glorious John guests hand hastily hear heard heart Heaven Hialtland honest islands jagger Jarlshoff John Dryden kinswoman Kirkwall knew lads Lady Glowrowrum land laugh Lerwick look lover Magnus Troil maiden manner Master Mordaunt mind Minna Troil Mistress Mordaunt Mertoun Nereid never Norna Norse Norsemen Odin old Norse Orkney pause poor Ranzelman replied Cleveland rhime rock rude Saint Magnus Scambester scarce seemed shew shore sister smile speak spoke stranger Swertha tacksman tale tell thee thing thou thought Thule tide tion tone Triptolemus Udaller usual voice Voluspa waves whale wild wind word yawl Yellowley young Zetland
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