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... which begins , " There came a ghost to Margaret's door , " & c . The common account of this incident far- ther bears , that Mr FEA , the spirited indi- vidual , by whose exertions Gow's career of iniquity was ADVERTISEMENT .
... which begins , " There came a ghost to Margaret's door , " & c . The common account of this incident far- ther bears , that Mr FEA , the spirited indi- vidual , by whose exertions Gow's career of iniquity was ADVERTISEMENT .
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... door , you are mistaken , my heart . At Jarlshof you will see nought but the wild waves tumbling on the bare rocks , and the Roost of Sumburgh running at the rate of fifteen knots an hour . " I shall see nothing at least of the current ...
... door , you are mistaken , my heart . At Jarlshof you will see nought but the wild waves tumbling on the bare rocks , and the Roost of Sumburgh running at the rate of fifteen knots an hour . " I shall see nothing at least of the current ...
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... doors in feasting and merriment , this unhappy man would wrap himself in a dark - coloured sea cloak , and wander out along the stormy beach , or upon the deso- late heath , indulging his own gloomy and way- ward reveries , under the ...
... doors in feasting and merriment , this unhappy man would wrap himself in a dark - coloured sea cloak , and wander out along the stormy beach , or upon the deso- late heath , indulging his own gloomy and way- ward reveries , under the ...
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... doors , and his merry maiden better by the fire - side : that he more desired the society of Minna when he was sad , and that of Brenda when he was mirthful ; and , what was nearly the same thing , preferred Minna before noon , and ...
... doors , and his merry maiden better by the fire - side : that he more desired the society of Minna when he was sad , and that of Brenda when he was mirthful ; and , what was nearly the same thing , preferred Minna before noon , and ...
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... door on latch , let the storm blow ever so hard ; there are such mat- ters as bolts and bars in Scotland , though , thanks to Saint Ronald , they are unknown here , save that great lock on the old Castle of Scal- loway , that all men ...
... door on latch , let the storm blow ever so hard ; there are such mat- ters as bolts and bars in Scotland , though , thanks to Saint Ronald , they are unknown here , save that great lock on the old Castle of Scal- loway , that all men ...
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50 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
49 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
297 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tom, as they used to call him — somewhat roughly treated by the glorious John, you remember — Mordaunt, you remember — Methinks I see the new Arion sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy nail ; At thy well-sharpen'd thumb, from shore to shore, The trebles squeak for fear, the basses roar.