 | Francis Parkman - 1856 - 432 стор.
...do," said Fanny Euston, — ' Like Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My heart shall evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who puts it not unto the touch, To win or lose it all. ' Rut if thou wilt be constant then, And faithful... | |
 | What - 1856 - 404 стор.
...or in earnest." " Like Montrose's song," remarked Adela, " Mr. Clayton is of opinion — ' He either fears his fate too much, or his deserts are small. Who dares not put it to the touch, and win or lose it all.' And quite right too; it is the best way, I am sure. If anyone came to me for... | |
 | True - 1857 - 352 стор.
...Place, repeating to himself as he walked along, those lines of Montrose's love song : — " He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch To win or lose it all." No person that saw him walking on erect and dignified as usual, would have dreamed... | |
 | John Langton Sanford - 1858 - 672 стор.
...have a part Which virtuous souls abhor, I'll call a synod in mine heart And never love thee more. n. As Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone...evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears las fate too much, Or his deserts are small, That dares not put it to the touch, To gain or lose it... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1858 - 952 стор.
...with impunity." I replied to this affectionate expostulation ir. the words of Montrose — " He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small,...Who dares not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all."3 author firet entered the romantic scenery of Loch Katrine, of which he may perhaps say he has... | |
 | M E. Hammond - 1858 - 352 стор.
...in inarticulate murmurs ; she fell forwards, and fainted in his arms. 313 CHAPTER XXVIII. HE either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch, To win or lose it all. Marquis of Montrose. " NEXT Tuesday is Evelyn's birthday," said Lady Cecilia, one... | |
 | John Langton Sanford - 1858 - 650 стор.
...abhor, I'll call a synod in mine heart And never love theo more. II. As Alexander I will reign, And 1 will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fcnrs his fate too much. Or his deserts are small, That dares not put it to the touch, To gain or lose... | |
 | James Grant - 1853 - 424 стор.
...confusion have a part, Which virtuous souls abhor j I'll call a synod in my heart, And love thee never more. " As Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did ever more disdain, A rival on my throne. lie either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small;... | |
 | James Grant - 1858 - 426 стор.
...confusion have a part, Which virtuous souls abhor ; I'll call a synod in my heart, And love thee never more. " As Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did ever more disdain, A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small... | |
 | Mrs. Oliphant (Margaret) - 1859 - 406 стор.
...full of thought, turning over half unconsciously in his mind the words of his adviser. " He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, "Who dares not put it to the touch, To gam or lose it all." Somehow these lines floated in upon Huntley's mind as he stood gazing upon the... | |
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I'll never love thee more. Like Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne : He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, That dares not put it to the touch To win or lose it... 
