 They hadna sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap, It was sic a deadly storm, And the waves came o'er the broken ship, Till a  The Ballads of Scotland - الصفحة 341بواسطة William Edmondstoune Aytoun - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 389عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | Walter Scott - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 478
...yestreen, " Wi' the auld moon in her arm ; " And if we gang to sea, master, " I fear we'll come to harm." They hadna sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the topmasts... | |
 | John Finlay - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 234
...master dear, " That we will come to harm." * Gane, suffice, t Half fou', the eighth part of a peck. They hadna sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, Whan the lift* grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly-f- grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the... | |
 | John Finlay - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 238
...master dear, " That we will come to harm." * Gone, suffice, f Halffou', the eighth part of a peck. They hadna sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, Whan the lift* grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly-f- grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the... | |
 | Scottish border - 1812 - عدد الصفحات: 516
...could she behold ; But the sails were o' the taffetie, And the masts o' the beaten gold. She had not sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, When dismal grew his countenance, And drumlie grew his e'e. The masts, that were like the beaten gold, Bent not on the heaving seas ; But... | |
 | Scottish border - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 472
...behold ; But the sails were o' the taffetie, And the masts o' the beaten gold. She had not sail'da league, a league, A league but barely three, When dismal grew his countenance, And drumlie grew his e'e. The masts that were like the beaten gold, Bent not on the heaving seas ; But... | |
 | William Motherwell - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 566
...yestreen, Wi' the auld moon in her arm ; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm." They hadna sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the topmasts... | |
 | Minstrelsy - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 566
...yestreen, Wi' the auld moon in her arm; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm." They hadna sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the topmasts... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 1104
...behold ; But the sails were o' the tafletie, And the masts o' the beaten gold. She had not sail'da league, a league, A league but barely three, When dismal grew his countenance, And drumlie* grew his ее. The masts that were like the beaten gold, Bent not on the heaving seas ; But... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 562
...behold ; But the sails were o' the taffetie, And the masts o' the beaten gold. She had not sail'da league, a league, A league but barely three. When dismal grew his countenance, And drumlie ' grew his ee. The masts that were like the beaten gold. Bent not on the heaving seas ; But... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1842 - عدد الصفحات: 746
...behold ; But the sails were o' the taffetie, And the masts o' the beaten gold. She had not sail'da league, a league, A league but barely three, When dismal grew his countenance, And drumlie* grew his ee. The masts that were like the bea'ten gold, Bent not on the heaving seas j But... | |
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