Central - SEC | Dauvit | wes aye repeatin his wush. "A | |
Central - WCE | Dauvit | Purves an Rab Wilson, a braid | |
Central - SEC | Dauvit | thocht for a glisk, an syne h | |
Central - SEC | Dauvit | scarce haerd hir, an ettilt t | |
Central - LAL | Dauvit | won medals at the wapinschaws | |
Central - WCE | Dauvit | Purves priggit for the republ | |
Central - SEC | " | Dauvit | , yeir wush haes cum true." |
Central - SEC | "Haud on a wee," | Dauvit | said. "Ma hinmaist wush wesna |
Central - SEC | an tak tent til this foraye," | Dauvit | gree’d. For a |
Central - SEC | "Luik," | Dauvit | said, on a suddentie, pyntin |
Central - SEC | A saw anither fallin stern," | Dauvit | straucht gien back. |
Central - SEC | "Ay, that it haes," | Dauvit | said warmlie. "Can A mak anit |
Central - SEC | l neives an begoud ti greit. " | Dauvit | , |
Doric - ABN | un hid ahin a cloud. “Mind, | Dauvit | , a lot hings on foo ye win on |
Central - SEC | God, | Dauvit | , gie ower this wuidness!" She |
Doric - ABN | ck skin at his throat wummle, | Dauvit | Morrison ran his haun doon th |
Central - WCE | is hat as a skreivar o prose, | Dauvit | Purdie shaws us o the ills o |
Central - SEC | "Och, | Dauvit | ," Sylvie said, as the pennie |
Central - SEC | Sylvie glowert, "Och, | Dauvit | , ir ye no gaun ti wush for su |
Central - SEC | "Ai, | Dauvit | , ye can mak a wush nou," Sylv |
Central - WCE | Donal Campbell, Willie Neill, | Dauvit | Purves an Neil R. MacCallum, |
Central - WCE | e likes o Lallans auld frein, | Dauvit | Purves, |
Central - SEC | ," Sylvie said til hir frein, | Dauvit | , in a saft vyce, as gin |
Central - WCE | heyngin the muid awthegither, | Dauvit | Purdie gies us anither braw t |
Central - SEC | "Gie ower, | Dauvit | , please," Sylvie priggit. "Ye |
Doric - ABN | bowl. “Fit colour’s this, | Dauvit | ?” he speired. |
Doric - MNA | in ilkie event in the sports, | Dauvit | kent fine. At the first race |
Central - AYR | l on his wey tae Cumnock nou, | Dauvit | ... God help him ... tied tae |
Central - SEC | "Ay, | Dauvit | , A tellt ye," Sylvie said, at |
Doric - ABN | Miss Helen Troy, | Dauvit | decided, wis a radio body. Th |
Doric - ABN | e biggin, a wee tring echoed. | Dauvit | gulped and swallaed hard, a f |
Doric - MNA | it rowed up in a bandage. | Dauvit | wun ootricht. That nicht, he |
Doric - ABN | ere wisna a cow on the table. | Dauvit | hid niver heard the word cow |
Central - WCE | w ettils an dedicatioun o Dr. | Dauvit | Robb, whause lang resairches |
Central - LAL | owk that identifies as Scots. | Dauvit | Hume wis a Scots Enlichtenmen |
Central - SEC | t on bi a whuttil frae ahint. | Dauvit | interruptit his |
Doric - MNA | laddie caad | Dauvit | hid ained the bike, an he’d |
Doric - MNA | n line, Johnny Patterson gaed | Dauvit | a nesty powk in the kyte. |
Central - WCE | d thing, A'm thinkin). We hae | Dauvit | Purdie's wark frae Jeames |
Doric - ABN | Wee | Dauvit | Morrison suddenly mindit it w |
Doric - ABN | es wi lang strides, while wee | Dauvit | ’s feet gaed pit-pat, pit-pa |
Central - LAL | Set ower in Scots bi | Dauvit | Horsbroch |
Central - LAL | Set ower in Scots bi | Dauvit | Horsbroch |
Central - WCE | d, hinnerlie haundin ower til | Dauvit | Purves. Willie wes forby Hono |
Doric - DOR | An | Dauvit | Murison, Brocher born, he dra |
Central - LAL | he hail kinrik wis spyled, an | Dauvit | II's ransom o 100,000 merks, |
Doric - MNA | doon fur yon, an | Dauvit | gaed first, fleein ower the p |
Central - AYR | o June 1679, David Leslie an | Dauvit | Hackston an three hunner men |
Central - SEC | maa wirth, as ye can see whan | Dauvit | Purves, a langstaunin support |
Doric - MNA | wis the schule sports day an | Dauvit | Duff didna wint tae gyang. He |
Doric - ABN | voy roon the fairm yaird. Fin | Dauvit | hid visited thon fairm in the |
Doric - MNA | y, a skip wis plunkit doon in | Dauvit | ’s street an wi a clunk, an |
Central - WCE | nie til his life an ettils in | Dauvit | Purdie's tribute til him i th |
Central - LAL | enge it tae the Scots version | Dauvit | . For place-names, it is recom |
Central - AYR | a pistol aimed at the heid o | Dauvit | Hackston. The puir horse let |
Central - SEC | aundardisin texts, the like o | Dauvit | Purves’s A Scots Grammar an |
Doric - MNA | 19. The Tale o | Dauvit | Duff |
Doric - MNA | idna caa him his richt name o | Dauvit | , they ran efter him cryin... |
Central - WCE | spearean owersettins: thaim o | Dauvit | Purves an Robin Lorimer, o 'M |
Central - EDN | Yer hause is like the Tooer o | Dauvit | : |
Doric - ABN | r, with the nice lady,” quo | Dauvit | ’s mither fa wis o a suddent |
Central - LAL | Ae screivar | Dauvit | Cauderwid, writin in the 1630 |
Central - LAL | Dr | Dauvit | Horsbroch argies, tae, that t |
Central - LAL | leids. In his submission, Dr | Dauvit | |
Central - LAL | 24 Submission fae Dr | Dauvit | Horsbroch |
Central - LAL | bi Dr | Dauvit | Horsbroch |
Central - LAL | an owersettin in Scots bi Dr | Dauvit | Horsbroch fae the text o the |
Central - LAL | tle as Suddron Sangs. Maister | Dauvit | Hawkes is o the opinion that |
Southern - SWE | youse. First yaised by Schir | Dauvit | Lindsay in his Ane Satire o t |
Central - LAL | s the natural philosopher Sir | Dauvit | Brewster (1781-1868), a son o |
Doric - MNA | creep alang a bench. Puir | Dauvit | ’s shanks war sae lang, he l |
Doric - MNA | An aabody leuch. Puir | Dauvit | Duff! Miss Broon tuik them ow |
Doric - MNA | waur, fur | Dauvit | wis that heich the sack jist |
Central - SEC | kythe, tane efter tither, as | Dauvit | repeatit |
Doric - MNA | s shottie. Wi legs as lang as | Dauvit | , it |
Central - AYR | a the shairn an glaur. It wis | Dauvit | McClung frae Limmerhaugh. |
Doric - MNA | the lang jump, an syne it wis | Dauvit | Duffs shottie. Wi legs as lan |
Doric - MNA | s. Bit the day wore roon that | Dauvit | grew ower big fur the bonnie |
Central - AYR | haur they fell... Pve gethert | Dauvit | McClung frae Lunmerhaugh ... |
Central - SEC | "But | Dauvit | ...". Concairn an dumfounermen |
Central - SEC | s!" She gruppit his airm, but | Dauvit | |
Central - AYR | aicht o his followers. Stout | Dauvit | Hackston, hero o Drumclog an |
Central - AYR | horses, will be commanded by | Dauvit | Hackston, wi Loudoun, Flemmin |
Doric - MNA | p heich up ower a pole. Anely | Dauvit | an Johnny war |
Doric - ABN | “ | Dauvit | !” his mother cried. “Rin |
Doric - MNA | “ | Dauvit | ’s won” cried the lave o t |
Doric - ABN | “ | Dauvit | dear, strauchten yer pynts, |