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Page 411
... breast of snow ! the first in the chace of the hill ; the foe of the sons of the ocean ! Duchommar , thou art gloomy indeed ; cruel is thy arm to me . But give me that sword , son of Mugruch ; Í love the blood of Cadmor ! [ He gives her ...
... breast of snow ! the first in the chace of the hill ; the foe of the sons of the ocean ! Duchommar , thou art gloomy indeed ; cruel is thy arm to me . But give me that sword , son of Mugruch ; Í love the blood of Cadmor ! [ He gives her ...
Page 486
... breast . If carried on the headlong stream I fly , I'll fall inglorious , unrevenged die : Or , even if safety should reward my flight , How many souls will be enwrapt in night ! The Scots would glory to see how Henry fled , The blood ...
... breast . If carried on the headlong stream I fly , I'll fall inglorious , unrevenged die : Or , even if safety should reward my flight , How many souls will be enwrapt in night ! The Scots would glory to see how Henry fled , The blood ...
Page 597
... breast must transport raise ; Those happy days , when oft were seen The brothers marching o'er the green , With dog and gun , while yet the night Was blended with the dawning light , When first the sheep begin to bleat , 50 55 And the ...
... breast must transport raise ; Those happy days , when oft were seen The brothers marching o'er the green , With dog and gun , while yet the night Was blended with the dawning light , When first the sheep begin to bleat , 50 55 And the ...
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