United States or Republic of the Congo ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Alas, 'Tis even as my Fears foretold! Shee loves me Not. 'Tis Richard alone hath her Heart. "I do Fear Shee will sup Sorrow & drink Tears that setts her Affection upon the Unstable. Shee's too Mild, too Tender, hath not a Firm enough Hand to restrain him. He should een have ta'en Madame Jezebel. Hath a Grand Passion for him. Will not lightly wear the Willow."
"The lady answers little, but at the midst of night, When all her maids are sleeping, she hath risen and ta'en her flight; She hath tempted the alcayde with her jewels and her gold, And unto her his prisoner, that jailer false hath sold.
"Queer cut or no queer cut," said Jess, "I took the shape o' My Hobart's ane the day she was here at her tea, an' I could mak the identical o't for sax and sax." "I dinna believe't," said Hendry, but when he and I were alone he told me, "There's no a doubt she could mak it. Ye heard her say she had ta'en the shape? Ay, that shows she's rale set on a cloak."
All terrors join to make me old and hoar * Of head and heart, ere youth from me is ta'en: Nor find I any aid my passion, nor * A friend to lighten load of bane and pain. How great and many troubles I've endured! * Fortune hath turned her back I see unfain. Ah mercy, mercy on the lover's heart, * Doomed cup of parting and desertion drain!
She was the widow of a Clyde shipmaster, that was lost at sea with his vessel. She was a genty body, calm and methodical. From morning to night she sat at her wheel, spinning the finest lint, which suited well with her pale hands. She never changed her widow's weeds, and she was aye as if she had just been ta'en out of a bandbox.
And the gigantic Dominican, having shriven the whole ship, stood calmly communing with his own spirit. And the Roman woman sat pale and patient, only drawing her child closer to her bosom as death came nearer. Gerard saw this, and it awakened his manhood. "See! see!" he said, "they have ta'en the boat and left the poor woman and her child to perish." His heart soon set his wit working.
"Effie, Effie," cried the mother; "and we have done this thing to George Lindsay ta'en from him his basket and his store, yea, the bread o' his mouth, in recompense for trying to save your life by offering his ain!" "Yes, mother," added Effie; "but we must make that wrang richt."
He would make his aunt speak: he would not understand her shake of the head and fast coursing tears. "They're both gone," said she. "Dead!" "Ay! poor fellows. They took worse about two o'clock. Joe went first, as easy as a lamb, and Will died harder like." "Both!" "Ay, lad! both. The Lord has ta'en them from some evil to come, or He would na' ha' made choice o' them. Ye may rest sure o' that."
"Ay, ay," the new comer would say, by way of responding to the sober salutation, "Ay, Johnny." Then there was silence, but for the "gluck" with which we lifted our feet from the slush. "So Little Rathie's been ta'en awa'," Johnny would venture to say, by and by. "He's gone, Johnny; ay, man, he is so." "Death must come to all," some one would waken up to murmur.
It was open. The way was clear to Ypres. That auld, ruined toon, that had gi'en a new glory to British history in November o' the year before, micht ha' been ta'en that day. And, aye, the way was open further than that. The Germans micht ha' gone on. Calais would ha' fallen tae them, and Dunkirk.
Word Of The Day