 | 1815 - 698 str.
...— Ride your ways, Ellangowan.— Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs — look that your braw cradle at hame be the fairer spread up— not that...ride e'en your ways, for these are the last words ye'lj ev«r hear Meg Merrilies speak, and this is the last reise that I'll ever cut in the botiuy woods... | |
 | 1815 - 930 str.
...deGenlis' Henri le Grand. 233 at our weary backs ; look that your braw cradle at hame be the hirer spread up ; not that I am wishing ill to little Harry...better folk than their father. And now ride e'en your wajs, for these are the last words ye'll ever hear Meg Merrilies ipeak and this is the last reise that... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1815 - 356 str.
...ways, Eliangowan. — Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs — look that your braw cradle at harae be the fairer spread up — not that I am wishing ill to- little Harry, or to the Tjabe that's yet to be born — God forbid — and make them kind to the poor, and better folk than... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1815 - 358 str.
...bairns are hinging at our weary backs—look that your braw cradle at hame be the fairer spread up—not that I am wishing ill to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born—God forbid— end make them kind to the poor, and better folk than their father.—And now,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1815 - 558 str.
...— Ride your ways, Ellangovan. — Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs — look that your braw cradle at hame be the fairer spread up — not that I am wishing ill tp little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born — God forbid — and make them kind to the... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1815 - 354 str.
...sprea.d up—not that I am wishing ill to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born—God forbid—- and make them kind to the poor, and better folk than their father.—And now, ride e'en your ways, for these are the last words ye'll ever hear Meg Merrilies... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1821 - 246 str.
...muirs!—Ride your ways, Ellangowan.— Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs—look that your braw cradle at hame be the fairer spread up — not that...ill to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born—God forbid—and make them kind to the poor, and better folk than their father.—And now, ride... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1833 - 880 str.
...muirs!— Ride your ways, Ellangowan. — Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs— look that your braw cradle at hame be the fairer spread up— not that...ill to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be bom— God forbid — and make them kind to the poor, and better folk than their father!— And now,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1841 - 376 str.
...your ways, Ellangowan. * Delicacies. Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs — look that your braw cradle at hame be the fairer spread up — not that I am wishing ill to little Harry, or to the babe that 's yet to be born. God forbid — and make them kind to the poor, and better folk than their father... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1841 - 710 str.
...muirs!— Ride your ways, Kllangowan.— Our bairns are hinging at our weiry backs— look that your braw cradle at hame be the fairer spread up— not that I am wishing ill to lilt» Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born—God forbid— and make them kind to the poor,... | |
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... their bits o' bields, to sleep with the tod and the blackcock in the muirs! Ride your ways, Ellangowan. Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs; look that your braw cradle at hame be the fairer spread up; not that I am wishing ill to little Harry,... 
