David Elginbrod eBook

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Title:  David Elginbrod

Author:  George MacDonald

Release Date:  Aug, 2000 [Etext #2291] [Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule] [This file was first posted on February 25, 2002] [Most recently updated:  February 25, 2002]

Edition:  11

Language:  English

Character set encoding:  ASCII

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Note from electronic text creator:  I have compiled a word list with definitions of most of the Scottish words found in this work at the end of the book.  This list does not belong to the original work, but is designed to help with the conversations in broad Scots found in this work.  A further explanation of this list can be found towards the end of this document, preceding the word list.

There are two footnotes in this book which have been renumbered and placed at the end of the work.



And gladly wolde he lerne and gladly teche.


To the memory of
lady Noel Byron,
this book is dedicated,
with A love stronger than death.



With him there was a Ploughman, was his brother.

A trewe swinker, and a good was he,
Living in peace and perfect charity. 
God loved he best with all his trewe heart,
At alle times, were it gain or smart,
And then his neighebour right as himselve.

Chaucer.—­Prologue to the Canterbury Tales.


The fir-wood.

Of all the flowers in the mead,
Then love I roost these flowers white and rede,
Such that men callen daisies in our town.

I renne blithe
As soon as ever the sun ginneth west,
To see this flower, how it will go to rest,
For fear of night, so hateth she darkness;
Her cheer is plainly spread in the brightness
Of the sunne, for there it will unclose.

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