Jacobite Minstrelsy: With Notes Illustrative of the Text and Containing Historical Details in Relation to the House of Stuart from 1640 to 1784R. Griffin, 1828 - 362 pagini |
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Pagina xiv
... Hanover , daughter of Elizabeth , Queen of Bohemia , the daughter of King James VI . Sophia having prede- ceased Queen Anne , it descended of course to her son , George , Elector of Hanover , who accordingly came over to England and ...
... Hanover , daughter of Elizabeth , Queen of Bohemia , the daughter of King James VI . Sophia having prede- ceased Queen Anne , it descended of course to her son , George , Elector of Hanover , who accordingly came over to England and ...
Pagina 30
... Hanover , it was treated with such contempt , that some proposed it might be burnt , and others that it might be sent to the castle , and was at last thrown out of the house by a majority of fifty - seven voices . - Lockhart's Memoirs ...
... Hanover , it was treated with such contempt , that some proposed it might be burnt , and others that it might be sent to the castle , and was at last thrown out of the house by a majority of fifty - seven voices . - Lockhart's Memoirs ...
Pagina 31
... Hanover ne'er mention again . Let grievances now be redress'd , Consider , the power is our own ; Let Scotland no more be oppress'd , Nor England lay claim to our crown . Let us think with what blood and what care Our ancestors kept ...
... Hanover ne'er mention again . Let grievances now be redress'd , Consider , the power is our own ; Let Scotland no more be oppress'd , Nor England lay claim to our crown . Let us think with what blood and what care Our ancestors kept ...
Pagina 43
... Hanover . Awa , Whigs , & c . None of the Jacobite songs have been more popular than this , chiefly on account of the beauty of its air , which is said to be the most ancient of all the Scottish airs . The Piper to Clavers's own troop ...
... Hanover . Awa , Whigs , & c . None of the Jacobite songs have been more popular than this , chiefly on account of the beauty of its air , which is said to be the most ancient of all the Scottish airs . The Piper to Clavers's own troop ...
Pagina 45
... Hanover . Having been ex- cessively fat , she never got any other name from the Jacobites than the Son . It is reported of this lady , that being insulted by a mob one day , she cried out of her coach in the best English she could ...
... Hanover . Having been ex- cessively fat , she never got any other name from the Jacobites than the Son . It is reported of this lady , that being insulted by a mob one day , she cried out of her coach in the best English she could ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
afterwards Airly amang Argyle arms army auld battle battle of Culloden blude bonnet Bonnie laddie brave cause Charlie Stuart Chevalier clans coming Cromdale crown Culloden dear death deil Donald Macgillavry Duke of Cumberland e'er Earl of Mar enemy English Ettrick Shepherd fate fear fight foes frae friends gallant gane Geordie George glen gude hame hand Hanover haughs of Cromdale Hawley head heart hero Highland laddie hills honour horse house of Stuart Inverness Jacobite James Johnnie Cope king lady land Lochiel Lord Lowland lassie Mac Garadh maun morning muir ne'er never o'er ochon owre plaid Prince Charles Prince's rebels reign rin awa Royal Charlie says Scotland Scots Scottish sing song Stuart sung sword tartan thee There's thou throne traitor verses wadna weel Whigs Whigs awa Willie winna
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Pagina 24 - IT was a' for our rightfu' King, We left fair Scotland's strand ; It was a' for our rightfu' King We e'er saw Irish land, My dear ; We e'er saw Irish land. Now a' is done that men can do, And a...
Pagina 175 - Tis thine, oh Glenullin! whose bride shall await, Like a love-lighted watch-fire, all night at the gate. A steed comes at morning — no rider is there; But its bridle is red with the sign of despair.
Pagina 141 - King! Long live our noble King! God save the King! Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us! God save the King!
Pagina 25 - The sodger from the wars returns, The sailor frae the main ; But I hae parted frae my love, Never to meet again, My dear ; Never to meet again. W'hen day is gane, and night is come, And a...
Pagina 232 - In the month of May, the Duke of Cumberland advanced with the army into the Highlands, as far as Fort Augustus, where he encamped ; and sent off detachments on all hands, to hunt down the fugitives, and lay waste the country with fire and sword.
Pagina 231 - MOURN, hapless Caledonia, mourn Thy banish'd peace, thy laurels torn ! Thy sons, for valour long renown'd, Lie slaughter'd on their native ground ; Thy hospitable roofs no more Invite the stranger to the door; In smoky ruins sunk they lie. The monuments of cruelty.
Pagina 108 - The last time I mounted thee ; The warning bell now bids me cease, My trouble's nearly o'er ; Yon sun that rises from the sea Shall rise on me no more. Albeit that here in London town It is my fate to die ; 0 carry me to Northumberland, In my father's grave to lie.
Pagina 176 - Lo !. the death-shot of foemen outspeeding, he rode Companionless, bearing destruction abroad ; But down let him stoop from his havoc on high ! Ah ! home let him speed — for the spoiler is nigh. Why flames the far summit? Why shoot to the blast, Those embers, like stars from the firmament cast ? 'Tis the fire-shower of ruin, all dreadfully driven From his eyrie, that beacons the darkness of heaven. Oh, crested Lochiel ! the peerless in might, Whose banners arise on the battlements...
Pagina 95 - Here's Kenmure's health in wine, Willie ! Here's Kenmure's health in wine ; There ne'er was a coward o' Kenmure's blude, Nor yet o
Pagina 176 - Tis the fire-shower of ruin all dreadfully driven From his eyrie, that beacons the darkness of heaven. Oh, crested Lochiel ! the peerless in might, Whose banners arise on the battlements' height, Heaven's fire is around thee, to blast and to burn ; Return to thy dwelling ! all lonely return ! For the blackness of ashes shall mark where it stood, And a wild mother scream o'er her famishing brood.