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Page 113 - ... up the cap, and sup the drap, and set the cap on Tintock tap.
Page 58 - The wisdom of a learned man cometh by opportunity of leisure; and he that hath little business shall become wise. — " How can he get wisdom that holdeth the plough, and that glorieth in the goad; that driveth oxen; and is occupied in their labours; and whose talk is of bullocks?
Page 33 - Good night, and joy be wi' ye a' ; Your harmless mirth has cheer'd my heart : May life's fell blasts out o'er ye blaw ; In sorrow may ye never part ! My spirit lives, but strength is gone ; The mountain-fires now blaze in vain : Remember, sons, the deeds I've done, And in your deeds I'll live again ! When on yon muir our gallant clan Frae boasting foes their banners tore, Wha show'd himself a better man, Or fiercer...
Page 152 - tis my turn to address you, And with much speaking I need not oppress you, The proof lies before you, in writing down taken, All I do wish is to save this man's bacon. But as it is usual some few things to mention, I say, that to steal, it was not his intention, So be not, I pray, like the Lords in a fury, But bring this man off like a sensible jury. (Charge to the Jury.) * AIR — Merrily dance the Quaker.
Page 17 - I thought her my own, ah ! too short secm'd the day For a jaunt to Downpatrick, or a trip on the sea ; To express what I felt then, all language were vain, 'Twas in truth what the poets have studied to feign. But, too...
Page 17 - Twas in truth what the poets have studied to feign. But, too late, I found even she could deceive, And nothing was left but to sigh, weep, and rave ; Distracted, I flew from my dear native shore, Resolved to see Larghan Clanbrassil no more.
Page 52 - Then the Assembly Close received the fair — Order and elegance presided there — Each gay Right Honourable had her place, To walk a minuet with becoming grace. No racing to the dance, with rival hurry — Such was thy sway, O famed Miss Nicky Murray...
Page lxv - Money. qucerenda pecunia primum est, Virtus post nummos. Horace. By Richard Barnfeild, Graduate in Oxford. LONDON, Printed by GS for lohn laggard, and are to be sold at his shoppe neere Temple-barre, at the Signe of the Hand and starre.
Page xlvii - Ah ! whither row'st thou, Lady bright, So far to the North Countrie ? ' ' I fly to save my gallant Lord, Who is right dear to me ! ' " ' If you are the Lady of Auchinleck, On the banks of the woody Ayr, Your Lord lies low on the farther beach, For his foes have met him there...