The Pirate: A Romance, Том 2James Crissy, 1826 |
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... Magnus Troil , and heard without any applause . The Udaller's respect for his country extended to its superstitions , and so did the interest which he took in his unfortunate kinswoman . If he never rendered a precise assent to her high ...
... Magnus Troil , and heard without any applause . The Udaller's respect for his country extended to its superstitions , and so did the interest which he took in his unfortunate kinswoman . If he never rendered a precise assent to her high ...
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... Magnus Troil ! " The rude words of the song were soon drowned in the ripple of the waves , but the tune continued long to mingle with the sound of wind and sea , and the boats were like so many black specks on the surface of the ocean ...
... Magnus Troil ! " The rude words of the song were soon drowned in the ripple of the waves , but the tune continued long to mingle with the sound of wind and sea , and the boats were like so many black specks on the surface of the ocean ...
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... Magnus Troil , having whiled away as much time as could be so disposed of , in viewing the little armament set sail , and in conversing with the poor women who had seen their friends embark in it , began now to separate into various ...
... Magnus Troil , having whiled away as much time as could be so disposed of , in viewing the little armament set sail , and in conversing with the poor women who had seen their friends embark in it , began now to separate into various ...
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... Magnus Troil say to my own , fair Minna ? " said Cleveland , smiling . " My father is a Norwegian , " said Minna , " one of an oppressed race , who will not care whether you fought against the Spaniards , who are the tyrants of the New ...
... Magnus Troil say to my own , fair Minna ? " said Cleveland , smiling . " My father is a Norwegian , " said Minna , " one of an oppressed race , who will not care whether you fought against the Spaniards , who are the tyrants of the New ...
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... Magnus Troil , had you not been the brave and un- daunted leader , who , with so small means , has made his name so formidable . My heart is like that of a maiden of the ancient days , and is to 3 * THE PIRATE , 29 wards became. We were ...
... Magnus Troil , had you not been the brave and un- daunted leader , who , with so small means , has made his name so formidable . My heart is like that of a maiden of the ancient days , and is to 3 * THE PIRATE , 29 wards became. We were ...
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Altamont amongst ancient arms ashore better betwixt blood boat Boatswain Brenda Bryce Snaelsfoot Burgh-Westra Captain Cleveland Claud Halcro Cleve command crew dare daugh daughters dear Derrick devil Dick Fletcher dwarf eyes fair farewell father favour fear fellow Fitful-head Fletcher folks Fortune's Favourite gentleman glorious John Goffe hand hear heard heart heaven honest honour island Jack Bunce Jarlshof kinswoman Kirkwall land look Magistrate Magnus Troil maiden manner Master Minna Troil Mordaunt Mertoun mother never old Norse Orcadian Orkney Pacolet pirate poor Provost replied Cleveland rover rude sail Saint Magnus Saint Ninians Saint Ronan scarce seemed ship sister sloop sorrow speak spirit spoke stood Stromness Bay Swertha Sybil tell thee ther thing thou thought tide tion tone Triptolemus turned Udaller Udaller's vessel voice whilk wild wind woman word Yellowley yonder young Zetland
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