Guy Mannering; or, The astrologer. By the author of 'Waverley'. |
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... fear naething . that ever cam wi ' a hairy skin on't . » << I have no doubt , sir , they are thorough bred -but , to have so many dogs , you seem to have a very limited variety of names for them ? » « O , that's a fancy of my ain to ...
... fear naething . that ever cam wi ' a hairy skin on't . » << I have no doubt , sir , they are thorough bred -but , to have so many dogs , you seem to have a very limited variety of names for them ? » « O , that's a fancy of my ain to ...
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... fear , man , » answered the proprietor Dumple could carry six folk , if his back wa lang aneugh - but God's sake haste ye , get or for I see some folk coming through the slac yonder , that it may be just as weel no to wa for . " Brown ...
... fear , man , » answered the proprietor Dumple could carry six folk , if his back wa lang aneugh - but God's sake haste ye , get or for I see some folk coming through the slac yonder , that it may be just as weel no to wa for . " Brown ...
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... fear of the cold frosty air aggravating the wound . « What would I do that for ? » answered the bardy farmer , << the best way's to let the blood barken upon the cut - that saves plaisters , hin- ney . " Brown , who in his military ...
... fear of the cold frosty air aggravating the wound . « What would I do that for ? » answered the bardy farmer , << the best way's to let the blood barken upon the cut - that saves plaisters , hin- ney . " Brown , who in his military ...
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... and a whin of the rest of the billies on the water side ; they're a ' for a fox - hunt this morning , -ye'll gang ? I'll gie you Dumple , and take the brood mare my- sell . » << But I fear I must leave you , Mr GUY MANNERING . 33.
... and a whin of the rest of the billies on the water side ; they're a ' for a fox - hunt this morning , -ye'll gang ? I'll gie you Dumple , and take the brood mare my- sell . » << But I fear I must leave you , Mr GUY MANNERING . 33.
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sir Walter Scott (bart.) << But I fear I must leave you , Mr Dinmont . » <<< The fiend a bit o ' that — I'll no part wi you at ony rate for a fortnight mair - Na , na ; we dinna meet sic friends as you on a Bewcastle moss every night ...
sir Walter Scott (bart.) << But I fear I must leave you , Mr Dinmont . » <<< The fiend a bit o ' that — I'll no part wi you at ony rate for a fortnight mair - Na , na ; we dinna meet sic friends as you on a Bewcastle moss every night ...
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Page 77 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate.
Page 62 - Nor board nor garner own we now, Nor roof nor latched door. Nor kind mate, bound, by holy vow, To bless a good man's store. Noon lulls us in a gloomy den, And night is grown our day; Uprouse ye, then, my merry men! And use it as ye may.
Page 167 - Give me a cup of sack, to make mine eyes look red, that it may be thought I have wept ; for I must speak in passion, and I will do it in king Cambyses
Page 154 - Zounds! sir; you are one of those that will not serve God if the devil bid you.
Page 184 - But this poor farce has neither truth, nor art, To please the fancy or to touch the heart. Dark but not awful, dismal but yet mean, With anxious bustle moves the cumbrous scene; Presents no objects tender or profound, But spreads its cold, unmeaning gloom around. PARISH REGISTER. "YouR majesty," said Mannering, laughing, "has solemnized your abdication by an act of mercy and charity. That fellow will scarce think of going to law.
Page 31 - Britain knows not; give, ye Britons, then Your sportive fury, pitiless, to pour Loose on the nightly robber of the fold ; Him, from his craggy winding haunts unearth'd, Let all the thunder of the chase pursue.
Page 192 - A lawyer without history or literature is a mechanic, a mere working mason ; if he possesses some knowledge of these, he may venture to call himself an architect.
Page 108 - What, art mad ? A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?