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An' I'm thinkin' it winna be lang or I hae a grup o' her. I'm gaein' back to Lonnon in twa days or three. 'Dinna gang till I'm deid. Bide an' haud the deevil aff o' me. He has a grup o' my hert noo, rivin' at it wi' his lang nails as lang 's birds' nebs. 'I'll bide wi' ye till we see what can be dune for ye. What's the maitter wi' ye? I'm a doctor noo.
We're a' here by grace and no by merit, save his, as ye a' ken better nor I can tell ye, for ye hae been langer here nor me. But it's jist ruggin' an' rivin' at my hert to think o' them 'at's doon there. Maybe ye can hear them. I canna. Noo, we hae nae merit, an' they hae nae merit, an' what for are we here and them there?
Haud yer han's and yer een aff o' them, as I tellt ye afore. Ay, ay, ye can luik at thae screeds gin ye like. Only dinna say a word to me aboot ony o' them. And tak' warnin' by them yersel, never to write ae word o' poetry, to haud ye frae rivin'." "Sma' fear o' that!" returned Alec, laughing. "Weel, I houp sae. Ye can mak a kirk an' a mill o' them, gin ye like. They hae lain there lang eneuch.
The wind was tearin' an' rivin' at the ruif at this time something terriple. "We'll go doon the stair, Sandy," says I; an' I made for the door. "For ony sake, Bawbie," roared Sandy oot o' the bed, "wait till I get on my breeks. If ye lave me, I'll g'wa' in a fit as shore's ocht."
So I came oot here, an' left politics to gentlefolk. Mr. Wynn, rather scandalized at Davidson's want of public spirit, said something concerning a citizen's duty to the State. 'Weel, sir, my thought is, that a man's first earthly duty is to himsel' and his bairns. When I mind the workin' men at hame, ruggin', an' rivin', an' roarin' themselves hoarse for Mr.
Gawin had found him on the previous evening prepared for mischief, and took refuge there behind the altar, where he was pursued and "his rockit rivin aff him, and had been slain," but that Gawin Douglas, following the pursuers, perhaps with a sarcastic satisfaction in setting forth the virtues of a peaceful robe over the warlike covering that invited as well as preserved from danger, interposed, saying, "It was shame to put hand on ane consecreat bishop."
He was crying, like King Lear from the bitterness of an outraged father's heart, to the Father of fathers: "God, ye're a father yersel," he groaned; "and sae ye ken hoo it's rivin at my hert! Na, Lord, ye dinna ken; for ye never had a doobt aboot your son!
"Ye can see our hoose frae't canna ye?" "Ay." "Weel, ye jist buy a twa three blue lichts. Hae ye ony bawbees?" "Deil ane, General." "Hae than, there's fower an' a bawbee for expenses o' the war." "Thank ye, General." "Ye hae an auld gun, haena' ye?" "Ay have I; but she's nearhan' the rivin'." "Load her to the mou', and lat her rive. We'll may be hear't. But haud weel oot ower frae her.
Rivin. &c. Families of Plants translated from Linneus, p. 618. The spadix of this plant is frequently quite white, or coloured, and the leaves liable to be streaked with white, and to have black or scarlet blotches on them.
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