United States or Mauritius ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
You were right yes, you were right, old Ewie Gal. It was there," she looked again at the place where the Thing had been "and your curse drove it away." With confidence she went to the door and unlocked it. Going to the window she opened it also, but she compromised sufficiently to open it at the top instead of at the bottom. Presently she laid her head on her pillow with a sigh of content.
He wrote The Ecclesiastical History of Scotland from the Episcopalian point of view, and several songs of which The Reel of Tullochgorum and The Ewie wi' the Crookit Horn are the best known, and he also rendered some of the Psalms into Latin. He kept up a rhyming correspondence with Burns. Poet, b. near North Shields, and from childhood worked in the mines.
You were right yes, you were right, old Ewie Gal. It was there," she looked again at the place where the Thing had been "and your curse drove it away." With confidence she went to the door and unlocked it. Going to the window she opened it also, but she compromised sufficiently to open it at the top instead of at the bottom. Presently she laid her head on her pillow with a sigh of content.
"It is gone," she said again. With a little laugh of hushed triumph, she turned and made again the cabalistic sign at the bed, where the Thing had first assaulted her, and then at that point in the room near the door where she had felt it crouching. "Oh, Ewie Gal," she added, speaking to that Romany Sage long since laid to rest in the Roumelian country, "you did not talk to me for nothing.
Your three songs, "Tullochgorum," "John of Badenyon," and "Ewie wi' the crookit Horn," go in this second number.
"It is gone," she said again. With a little laugh of hushed triumph, she turned and made again the cabalistic sign at the bed, where the Thing had first assaulted her, and then at that point in the room near the door where she had felt it crouching. "Oh, Ewie Gal," she added, speaking to that Romany Sage long since laid to rest in the Roumelian country, "you did not talk to me for nothing.
Ye micht hae run awa' frae me lang or noo, an' a'body wad hae said ye did richt. Robert, play a spring. Absorbed in his own thoughts, Robert began to play The Ewie wi' the Crookit Horn. 'Hoots! hoots! cried Sandy angrily. 'What are ye aboot? Nae mair o' that. I hae dune wi' that. What's i' the heid o' ye, man? 'What'll I play than, Sandy? asked Robert meekly.
Word Of The Day