The Proverbs of ScotlandA. Hislop, 1868 - 367 pagine |
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Pagina 99 - ... for want of a nail the shoe was lost; for want of a shoe the horse was lost; and for want of a horse the rider was lost...
Pagina 75 - O, wad some Power the giftie gie us to see oursels as others see us!
Pagina 316 - I'd have you remember that when poverty comes in at the door, love flies out at the window.
Pagina 271 - Jock, when ye hae naething else to do, ye may be aye sticking in a tree ; it will be growing, Jock, when ye're sleeping...
Pagina 92 - Leeze me on Drink ! it gi'es us mair Than either School or College : It kindles Wit, it waukens Lair, It pangs us fou o
Pagina 111 - Hang a thief when he's young, and he'll no steal when he's auld.
Pagina 80 - said he ; " you that have lived sae lang in Zetland, to risk the saving of a drowning man ? Wot ye not, if you bring him to life again, he will be sure to do you some capital injury ? * — Come, Master Mordaunt, bear a hand to what's mair to the purpose.
Pagina 58 - Here we may reign secure: and in my choice. To reign is worth ambition, though in hell ; Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven.
Pagina 55 - It was now necessary I should interfere, which I did by commanding Andrew, with an authoritative tone, to be silent at his peril. " I am silent,
Pagina 261 - What gars ye rin sae still ? ' Till said to Tweed, ' Though ye rin wi' speed, And I rin slaw, Whar ye droon ae man, I droon twa.