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But I would not willingly swallow their plums; they would rise shrewdly in a man's stomacke. Cap. At the first shott, when the Convertine came in, 3 men were killd. Ma. At the second 4, was't not? Cap. At the third two more: one salutation Came so close that, with the very wind, My hands have almost lost the sense of feeling. Jewell, thou mad'st thy muskett spitt fire bravely. Ma.
Ah! woe's me, that I should Love and conceal Long have I wish'd, but never dare reveal, Even though severely Loves Pains I feel; Xerxes that great, was't free from Cupids Dart, And all the greatest Heroes, felt the smart."
"So this is the end," he repeated. "You had better go below and ask your steward to give you some more butter." He laughed bitterly. "Well, I might have expected it. I might have known what would happen! Eustace warned me. Eustace was right. He knows women as I do now. Women! What mighty ills have not been done by woman? Who was't betrayed the what's-its-name? A woman!
"Was a thorough blackguard a' his life, I dare say," said Sharpitlaw. "A stranger he was in this country, and a companion of that lawless vagabond, Wilson, I think, Effie?" "It wad hae been dearly telling him that he had ne'er seen Wilson's face." "That's very true that you are saying, Effie," said Sharpitlaw. "Where was't that Robertson and you were used to howff thegither?
"That you shall not be the Duchess of Osmonde," he said, drawing near to her; "that you shall be the wife of Sir John Oxon, as you once called yourself for a brief space, though no priest had mumbled over us " "Who was't divorced us?" she said, gasping; "for I was an honest thing, though I knew no other virtue. Who was't divorced us?"
"I was quoting from Thomas Otway's 'Orphan. I wish I could write like Otway. He knew what he was talking about. 'Who was't betrayed the Capitol? A woman. Who lost Marc Anthony the world? A woman. Who was the cause of a long ten years' war and laid at last old Troy in ashes? Woman! Destructive, damnable, deceitful woman!" "Well, of course, he may be right in a way. As regards some women, I mean.
"May no such storm Fall on our times, where rain must reform! Tell me, my Muse, what monstrous, dire offence, What crime could any Christian king incense To such a rage? Was't luxury, or lust Was he so temperate, so chaste, so just? Were these their crimes? They were his own much more: But wealth is crime enough to him that's poor."
Hoo we wan oot o' the watter I canna un'erstan'. A' 'at I ken is 'at whan I cam to mysel', we war lyin' grippit til ane anither upon a laich bit o' the bank." "But hoo was't 'at naebody ever said a word aboot it efterhin'?" asked Cosmo. "I never tellt onybody, an' ye wasna auld eneuch no to forget a' aboot it." "What for didna ye tell?"
But the lady did not heed her gentle monition. "Was't you that ran awa' frae a bonny lass yestreen?" she queried, sudden as a flash of summer lightning. It was now the turn of both the younger folk to blush. Winsome reddened with vexation at the thought that he should think that she had seen him run and gone about telling of it. Ralph grew redder and redder, and remained speechless.
In a glance he took in the whole scene: the fallen man; the gray dog; the still-smoking weapon. "Yo', was't Bob lad?" he said. "I was wonderin' wheer yo' were. Yo' came just at the reet moment, as yo' aye do!" Then, in a loud voice, addressing the darkness: "Yo're not hurt, Sam'l Todd I can tell that by yer noise; it was nob'but the shot off the door warmed yo'. Coom away doon and gie me a hand."
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