The three perils of man : war, women and witchcraft / James Hogg
| dc.contributor | Mack, Douglas S Department of English University of Stirling Stirling |
| dc.contributor.author | Hogg, James, 1770-1835 |
| dc.coverage.placeName | Edinburgh |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2018-07-27 |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2019-07-04T11:04:06Z |
| dc.date.available | 2019-07-04T11:04:06Z |
| dc.date.created | 1822 |
| dc.date.issued | 1986-08-26 |
| dc.identifier | ota:0588 |
| dc.identifier.citation | http://purl.ox.ac.uk/ota/0588 |
| dc.identifier.uri | http://hdl.handle.net/20.500.12024/0588 |
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| dc.language | English |
| dc.language.iso | eng |
| dc.publisher | University of Oxford |
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| dc.rights.label | PUB |
| dc.subject.lcsh | Scottish fiction -- 19th century |
| dc.subject.other | Novels |
| dc.title | The three perils of man : war, women and witchcraft / James Hogg |
| dc.type | Text |
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| otaterms.date.range | 1800-1899 |
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CHAPTER I
There was a king, and a courteous king
And he had a daughter sae bonnie;
And he lo'ed that maiden aboon a' thing
I' the bonnie, bonnie halls o' Binnorie.
* * * *
But wae be to thee, thou warlock wight,
My malison come o'er thee,
For thou hast undone the bravest knight,
That ever brak bread i' Binnorie!
<1Old Song>1
THE days of the Stuarts, kings of Scotland, were the days of
chivalry and romance. The long and bloody contest that the
nation maintained against the whole power of England, for
the recovery of its independence,--of those rights which had
been most unwarrantably wrested from our fathers by the
greatest and most treacherous sovereign of that age, with the
successful and glorious issue of the war, laid the f . . .
