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... Head , which presents its bare scalp and naked sides to the weight of a tremendous surge , and forms the extreme point of the isle to the south - east . This lofty pro- montory is constantly exposed to the current of a strong THE PIRATE ...
... Head , which presents its bare scalp and naked sides to the weight of a tremendous surge , and forms the extreme point of the isle to the south - east . This lofty pro- montory is constantly exposed to the current of a strong THE PIRATE ...
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... head- land we have mentioned , and is called the Roost of Sumburgh ; roost being the phrase assigned in these isles to currents of this description . On the land side , the promontory is covered with short grass , and slopes steeply ...
... head- land we have mentioned , and is called the Roost of Sumburgh ; roost being the phrase assigned in these isles to currents of this description . On the land side , the promontory is covered with short grass , and slopes steeply ...
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... Head . He was an honest , plain Zetland gentleman , some- what passionate , the necessary result of being surrounded by dependents ; and somewhat over- convivial in his habits , the consequence , per- haps , of having too much time at ...
... Head . He was an honest , plain Zetland gentleman , some- what passionate , the necessary result of being surrounded by dependents ; and somewhat over- convivial in his habits , the consequence , per- haps , of having too much time at ...
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... Head . " I shall be handsomely rid of him , " quoth Magnus to himself , " and his kill- joy visage will never again stop the bottle in its round . His departure will ruin me in lemons , however , for his mere look was quite sufficient ...
... Head . " I shall be handsomely rid of him , " quoth Magnus to himself , " and his kill- joy visage will never again stop the bottle in its round . His departure will ruin me in lemons , however , for his mere look was quite sufficient ...
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Sir Walter Scott. head , and for the boy's , is all I seek for ; so name your rent , Mr Troil , and let me be your tenant at Jarlshof . " " Rent ? " answered the Zetlander ; " why , no great rent for an old house which no one has lived ...
Sir Walter Scott. head , and for the boy's , is all I seek for ; so name your rent , Mr Troil , and let me be your tenant at Jarlshof . " " Rent ? " answered the Zetlander ; " why , no great rent for an old house which no one has lived ...
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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.