History of the Berwickshire Naturalists' Club, Instituted September 22, 1831, Band 11[publisher not identified], printed for the club by Martin's Printing Works, Spittal, 1887 Contains it's Proceedings. |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Abbey Akeld Alnwick ancient Antler Moth appears banks Berwick Berwickshire birds Border Branxholme British bronze burn Burradon called camp caterpillars celt charter Cheviot church cist Club Club's Cockburnspath Coupland crossed district Douglas Durham Earl east Edinburgh Edward farm feet Fernieherst field Galashiels garden George grass green Grey greywacke ground Hall Haughton Castle Hawick Henry hill Hist Ibid Ilderton inches James Jedburgh John June Kelso Kerr King lands Lauder Lord manor Mertoun moor Museum nest Newcastle Northumberland notice Oxnam parish plants porphyritic present ravine remains ridge road Robert rock Roman Rothbury Roxburghshire sandstone says Scot Scotland Scottish Scotts of Buccleuch seen Selkirk shewed side Silurian Simonburn Sir Walter Scott Society specimens stone Swinside Thomas Tower town trees Tweed Tyne Tynedale walls weather Wedderlie William wood
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 457 - Ten of them were sheathed in steel, With belted sword, and spur on heel : They quitted not their harness bright, Neither by day, nor yet by night...
Seite 457 - Ten squires, ten yeomen, mail-clad men, Waited the beck of the warders ten ; Thirty steeds, both fleet and wight, Stood saddled in stable day and night, Barbed with frontlet of steel, I trow, And with Jedwood-axe at saddle-bow ; A hundred more fed free in stall : Such was the custom of Branksome Hall.
Seite 430 - Under the flaps of his saddle, each man carries a broad plate of metal; behind the saddle, a little bag of oatmeal: when they have eaten too much of the sodden flesh, and their stomach appears weak and empty, they place this plate over the fire, mix with water their oatmeal, and when the plate is heated, they put a little of the paste upon it, and make a thin cake, like a cracknel or biscuit, which they eat to warm their stomachs : it is therefore no wonder, that they perform a longer day's march...
Seite 429 - They bring no carriages with them, on account of the mountains they have to pass in Northumberland ; neither do they carry with them any provisions of bread or wine ; for their habits of sobriety are such, in time of war, that they will live for a long time on flesh half sodden, without bread, and drink the river- water without wine.
Seite 362 - Many hearts deplored The fate of those old Trees ; and oft with pain The traveller, at this day, will stop and gaze On wrongs, which Nature scarcely seems to heed For sheltered places, bosoms, nooks, and bays, And the pure mountains, and the gentle Tweed, And the green silent pastures, yet remain.
Seite 429 - ... who are on foot. The knights and esquires are well mounted on large bay horses, the common people on little galloways. They bring no carriages with them, on account of the mountains they have to pass in Northumberland; neither do they carry with them any provisions...
Seite 452 - It's I, Jamie Telfer o' the fair Dodhead, And a harried man I think I be ! There's naething left at the fair Dodhead, But a waefu' wife and bairnies three." " Gae seek your succour at Branksome Ha', For succour ye'se get nane frae me ! Gae seek your succour where ye paid black-mail, For, man, ye ne'er paid money to me.
Seite 427 - Somewhat unruly, and very ill to tame. I would have none think that I call them thieves, For, if I did, it would be arrant lies.
Seite 397 - Where springs, in scattered tufts, the dark-green corn, Towers wood-girt Harden far above the vale, And clouds of ravens o'er the turrets sail. A hardy race, who never shrunk from war, The Scott, to rival realms a mighty bar, Here fixed his mountain home ; a wide domain, And rich the soil, had purple heath been grain. But what the niggard ground of wealth denied, From fields more blessed his fearless arm supplied.
Seite 499 - For hard knocks, we had plenty of them. I was often obliged to run my head against my old acquaintances, the Swedish feathers, whilk your honour must conceive to be double-pointed stakes, shod with iron at each end, and planted before the squad of pikes to prevent an infall of the cavalry.