The Pirate: A Romance, 1 tomasJames Crissy, 1826 |
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... arms of the sea , which indent the island on either side , as well as by fresh - water streams and lakes , rendered the journey difficult , and even dangerous , in the dark season ; yet , as soon as the state of his father's mind warned ...
... arms of the sea , which indent the island on either side , as well as by fresh - water streams and lakes , rendered the journey difficult , and even dangerous , in the dark season ; yet , as soon as the state of his father's mind warned ...
48 psl.
... - ture . But , alas ! Triptolemus Yellowley had , as we already have hinted , come into the world at least a century too soon ; for , instead of sitting in an arm- chair , with a hammer in his hand , and 48 THE PIRATE .
... - ture . But , alas ! Triptolemus Yellowley had , as we already have hinted , come into the world at least a century too soon ; for , instead of sitting in an arm- chair , with a hammer in his hand , and 48 THE PIRATE .
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... arms . " What do I want ! " said Mordaunt ; " I want every thing I want meat , drink , and fire , a bed for the night , and a sheltie for to - morrow morning to carry me to Jarlshof . " " And you said there were nae caterans or sor ...
... arms . " What do I want ! " said Mordaunt ; " I want every thing I want meat , drink , and fire , a bed for the night , and a sheltie for to - morrow morning to carry me to Jarlshof . " " And you said there were nae caterans or sor ...
76 psl.
... arms crossed , looking out upon the leaden - colour- ed sky , obscured as it was by the thick drift , which , coming on in successive gusts of tempest , left ever and anon sad and dreary intervals of expectation betwixt the dying and ...
... arms crossed , looking out upon the leaden - colour- ed sky , obscured as it was by the thick drift , which , coming on in successive gusts of tempest , left ever and anon sad and dreary intervals of expectation betwixt the dying and ...
78 psl.
... arms in despair ; Cease thou the waving of thy pinions , Let the ocean repose in her dark strength ; Cease thou the flashing of thine eye , Let the thunderbolt sleep in the armoury of Odin ; Be thou still at my bidding , viewless racer ...
... arms in despair ; Cease thou the waving of thy pinions , Let the ocean repose in her dark strength ; Cease thou the flashing of thine eye , Let the thunderbolt sleep in the armoury of Odin ; Be thou still at my bidding , viewless racer ...
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amongst ancient answered betwixt boat Brenda Bryce Burgh Burgh-Westra called Captain Cleveland Claud Halcro cliff dance dark daunt Drows father fear Fitful-head folks frae guests hand hastily hear heard heart honest hospitality islands isles jagger Jarlshof John Dryden Kirkwall lady land laughing least Lerwick look Lord Chamberlain Magnus Troil maidens mair mansion Master Mordaunt ment mind Minna Mistress Baby Mordaunt Mertoun never Norna Norse Norsemen occasion old Norse once Orkney pedlar precipice replied Mordaunt rock scarce Scotland seemed share shore sister Snaelsfoot song speak Stourburgh stranger stranger pointed Sumburgh-head sure Swertha tacksman tell ther thing thou thought Thule tion tolemus tone Triptolemus Yellowley Tronda Udaller Unst usual vessel voice waves weel Westra wild woman words young youth Zetland
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