Noetes Ambrosianæ, Tom 4Redfield, 1854 |
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Strona vii
... doubt at the time , whether part of a ballad called Old Maitlan ' was not forged . Hogg's mother chanted this ballad for him , and , as her version agreed with his , he was much pleased . The old lady , alluding to part of the first and ...
... doubt at the time , whether part of a ballad called Old Maitlan ' was not forged . Hogg's mother chanted this ballad for him , and , as her version agreed with his , he was much pleased . The old lady , alluding to part of the first and ...
Strona xi
... doubt how the poem should be estimated , —but it got well spoken of , and Hogg received , in no stinted measure , the meed of popular applause . From that time , " The Queen's Wake " has been very popular . In Scotland , as compared ...
... doubt how the poem should be estimated , —but it got well spoken of , and Hogg received , in no stinted measure , the meed of popular applause . From that time , " The Queen's Wake " has been very popular . In Scotland , as compared ...
Strona xviii
... doubt was thrown upon others , was " Donald McGillavry , " written by Hogg himself , who immediately spread the fact , far and near , to the discom- fiture and horror of the Lord of the Blue and Yellow . Hogg also wrote , at Mount ...
... doubt was thrown upon others , was " Donald McGillavry , " written by Hogg himself , who immediately spread the fact , far and near , to the discom- fiture and horror of the Lord of the Blue and Yellow . Hogg also wrote , at Mount ...
Strona xix
... doubt , ( indeed , he told me so himself , ) induced Hogg to try whether a re - issue of his own prose tales , suitably corrected and well illustrated , might not be lucrative to himself also . Accordingly , bearing in mind that neither ...
... doubt , ( indeed , he told me so himself , ) induced Hogg to try whether a re - issue of his own prose tales , suitably corrected and well illustrated , might not be lucrative to himself also . Accordingly , bearing in mind that neither ...
Strona 5
... was fond of frequently using the word apothegms , and the various ways in which I have heard him apply it , always made me doubt whether he distinctly knew its exact meaning . - M . there's a tincture of imagination in all feelings of any.
... was fond of frequently using the word apothegms , and the various ways in which I have heard him apply it , always made me doubt whether he distinctly knew its exact meaning . - M . there's a tincture of imagination in all feelings of any.
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admiration afore aften aiblins alang amang anither auld baith Ballantyne beauty believe Blackwood bonny broon Buller Byron canna character Christopher North cou'd cretur Croker dear James delight dinna doon Duke earth England Ettrick eyes Fanny Kemble fear feeling frae Galt Gander genius gentlemen Glasgow gude haun head hear heart heaven himsell Hogg honour human imagination intil ither Jacobin James Hogg Kilmeny King look Lord Lord Byron mair maist maun micht mind mony Moore naething nature never Noctes North O'Bronte Opium-Eater owre PICARDY poem poet poetry puir Scotland Scott Shepherd Sir Walter Sir Walter Scott soul sowle speak spirit sugh sumph tell thae there's thing thocht Tickler Tories truth verra warld weel What's Whig words wou'd wull yoursell
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