kail-blade

“But the moon, and the dew, and the night-wind, they are just like a caller kail-blade laid on my brow; and whiles I think the moon just shines on purpose to pleasure me, when naebody sees her but mysell.”

The Heart of Mid-Lothian 2007

` ` Vara right, vara right --- that's what I hae aften said; a kail-blade, or a colliflour, glances sae glegly by moonlight, it's like a leddy in her diamonds. ''

Rob Roy 1887

` ` The air's free eneugh, 'said the old man; ` ` the monks took care o that, for they werena a lang-breathed generation, I reckon; they hae contrived queer tirlie-wirlie holes, that gang out to the open air, and keep the stair as caller as a kail-blade.' '

The Antiquary 1845

But the moon, and the dew, and the night-wind, they are just like a caller kail-blade laid on my brow; and whiles I think the moon just shines on purpose to pleasure me, when naebody sees her but mysell. ''

The Heart of Mid-Lothian 1822

"Vara right, vara right -- that's what I hae aften said; a kail-blade, or a colliflour, glances sae glegly by moonlight, it's like a leddy in her diamonds."

Rob Roy — Volume 01 Walter Scott 1801

"Vara right, vara right -- that's what I hae aften said; a kail-blade, or a colliflour, glances sae glegly by moonlight, it's like a leddy in her diamonds."

Rob Roy — Complete Walter Scott 1801

"But the moon, and the dew, and the night-wind, they are just like a caller kail-blade laid on my brow; and whiles I think the moon just shines on purpose to pleasure me, when naebody sees her but mysell."

The Heart of Mid-Lothian, Complete Walter Scott 1801

"The air's free eneugh," said the old man; "the monks took care o 'that, for they werena a lang-breathed generation, I reckon; they hae contrived queer tirlie-wirlie holes, that gang out to the open air, and keep the stair as caller as a kail-blade."

The Antiquary — Volume 01 Walter Scott 1801

"But the moon, and the dew, and the night-wind, they are just like a caller kail-blade laid on my brow; and whiles I think the moon just shines on purpose to pleasure me, when naebody sees her but mysell."

The Heart of Mid-Lothian, Volume 1 Walter Scott 1801

"The air's free eneugh," said the old man; "the monks took care o 'that, for they werena a lang-breathed generation, I reckon; they hae contrived queer tirlie-wirlie holes, that gang out to the open air, and keep the stair as caller as a kail-blade."

The Antiquary — Complete Walter Scott 1801