| Robert Burns - 1793 - 420 páginas
...blawn its lad j .The rattling fhowers rofe on the blaK ; The fpeedy gleams the daiknefs fwallow'd; Loud, deep, and lang, the thunder bellow'd: That night, a child might underftand, 1 he Deil had bcfinefs on his hand. \Veel mounted on his grey mare, Aftg, A better never... | |
| Robert Burns - 1797 - 304 páginas
...blawn its laft ; The rattling fhow'rs rofe on the blaft ; The fpeedy gleams the darknefs fwallow'dj Loud, deep, and lang, the thunder bellow'd : That night, a child might underttand, The Deil had bufinefs on his hand. N 4 Weel ( 200 ) Weel mounted on his grey mare, Meg,... | |
| Robert Burns - 1798 - 308 páginas
...blawn its laft ; The rattling fhow'rs rofe on the blaft ; The fpeedy gleams the darknefs fwallow'd ; Loud, deep, and lang, the thunder bellow'd : That night, a child might underftand, The Deil had bufinefs on his hand. N 4 Weel Weel mounted on his grey mare, Meg, A better... | |
| Robert Burns - 1800 - 308 páginas
...blawn its laft ; The rattling fhow'rs rofe on the blaft ; The fpeedy gleams the darknefs fwallow'd; Loud, deep, and lang, the thunder bellow'd : That night, a child might underftand, The Deil had bufinefs on his hand. N 4 Weel ( 2CO ) Weel mounted on his grey mare, Meg,... | |
| Matthew Gregory Lewis - 1801 - 266 páginas
...night's black arch the key-stane, That dreary hour he mounts his beast in; And sic' a night he tacks * the road in, As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in. The...thunder bellow'd : That night, a child might understand, The.deil * had business on his hand. Weel' mounted on his grey mare, Meg, A better never lifted leg,... | |
| Matthew Gregory Lewis - 1801 - 504 páginas
...night's black arch the key-stane, That dreary hour he mounts his beast in; And sic * a night he tacks * the road in, As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in. The wind blew as 'twad blawn 3 its last; The rattling showers rose on the blast; The speedy gleams the darkness swallow'd; Loud,... | |
| Robert Burns - 1806 - 468 páginas
...hour, o' night's black arch the key-stane, That dreary hour he mounts his beast in ; And sic a night he taks the road in, As ne'er poor sinner was abroad...The wind blew as 'twad blawn its last; The rattling show'rs rose on the blast; The speedy gleams the darkness swallow'd ; Loud, deep, and lang, the thunder... | |
| Robert Burns - 1813 - 444 páginas
...hour, o' night's black arch the key-stane, That dreary hour he mounts his beast in j And sic a night he taks the road in, As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in. The wind blew as 'twad blawn its last j The rattlin show'rs rose on the blast: The speedy gleams the darkness swallow'dj Loud, deep, and... | |
| Robert Burns - 1814 - 306 páginas
...blew as 'twad blawn its last, The rattlin shnw'rs rose on the blast; The speedy gleams the darkniv-s swallow'd; Loud, deep, and lang, the thunder bellow'd: That night, a child might understand, The deil had business on his hand. Weel mounted on his grey mare, Meg, A brtter never lifted leg, Tarn... | |
| Robert Burns - 1815 - 364 páginas
...o' night's black arch the key-stane* . That dreary hour lie mountt \n» \maViav And sic a night he taks the road in, As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in. The wind blew as 'twad blown its last; The rattling show'rs rose on the blast; The speedy gleams the darkness swallow'd ;... | |
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