The Waverley Novels, Volume 2A. and C. Black, 1892 - Historical fiction, Scottish |
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... expressed in the most glowing terms his reliance on the truth and on the Author of the Gospel . The demon retired , yelling and dis- comfited , and the old man , entering the apartment , with tears congratulated his guest on his victory ...
... expressed in the most glowing terms his reliance on the truth and on the Author of the Gospel . The demon retired , yelling and dis- comfited , and the old man , entering the apartment , with tears congratulated his guest on his victory ...
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... expressed very generally . Such a preceptor as Mr. Sampson is supposed to have been was actually tutor in the family of a gentleman of considerable property . The young lads , his pupils , grew up and went out in the world , but the ...
... expressed very generally . Such a preceptor as Mr. Sampson is supposed to have been was actually tutor in the family of a gentleman of considerable property . The young lads , his pupils , grew up and went out in the world , but the ...
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... expression of his features , although they were rather handsome than otherwise . In fact , his physiognomy indicated the inanity of character which pervaded his life . I will give the reader some insight into his state and conversation ...
... expression of his features , although they were rather handsome than otherwise . In fact , his physiognomy indicated the inanity of character which pervaded his life . I will give the reader some insight into his state and conversation ...
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... expressed it , ' might wag his pow in a pulpit yet . ' With an ambitious view to such a consummation , they pinched and pared , rose early and lay down late , ate dry bread and drank cold water , to secure to Abel the means of learning ...
... expressed it , ' might wag his pow in a pulpit yet . ' With an ambitious view to such a consummation , they pinched and pared , rose early and lay down late , ate dry bread and drank cold water , to secure to Abel the means of learning ...
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... expressed by a modern poet : - For fable is Love's world , his home , his birthplace : Delightedly dwells he ' mong fays , and talismans , And spirits , and delightedly believes Divinities , being himself divine . The intelligible forms ...
... expressed by a modern poet : - For fable is Love's world , his home , his birthplace : Delightedly dwells he ' mong fays , and talismans , And spirits , and delightedly believes Divinities , being himself divine . The intelligible forms ...
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Allonby answered appearance arms astrologer auld Aweel bairn better called Captain castle character Charles Hazlewood Charlie's Hope circumstances Colonel Mannering Counsellor Dandie dear Derncleugh devil deyvil Dinmont Dirk Hatteraick Dominie Sampson door Ellangowan eyes father favour fear feelings fellow frae Frank Kennedy gentleman gipsy Glossin gude Guy Mannering hand Hazlewood House head heard honour horse Julia justice justice of peace Kennedy Kippletringan Laird Liddesdale light look Lucy Bertram lugger Mac-Candlish Mac-Guffog Mac-Morlan mair Mannering's Matilda maun Merrilies mind Miss Bertram Miss Mannering morning muckle naething never night observed occasion ower person Pleydell poor Portanferry postilion prisoner recollection replied round ruin scene Scotland seemed Singleside smugglers stranger supposed tell there's thought turned Vanbeest Brown voice Warroch weel window woman wood Woodbourne ye'll young Hazlewood young lady younker
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Page 19 - Or chasms and wat'ry depths; all these have vanished. They live no longer in the faith of reason ! But still the heart doth need a language, still Doth the old instinct bring back the old names...
Page 176 - 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 50 - ... cradle at hame be the fairer spread up — not that I am wishing ill to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born — God forbid — and make them kind to the poor, and better folk than their father. — And now, ride e'en your ways, for these are the last words ye'll ever hear Meg Merrilies speak, and this is the last reise that I'll ever cut in the bonny woods of Ellangowan.
Page 96 - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge; thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried: the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.
Page 204 - 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?
Page 19 - For fable is Love's world, his home, his birthplace : Delightedly dwells he 'mong fays and talismans, And spirits ; and delightedly believes Divinities, being himself divine. The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion...
Page 50 - This day have ye quenched seven smoking hearths — see if the fire in your ain parlour burn the blither for that. Ye have riven the thack off seven cottar houses — look if your ain roof-tree stand the faster. — Ye may stable your stirks in the shealings at Derncleugh — see that the hare does not couch on the hearthstane at Ellangowan. — Ride your ways, Godfrey Bertram — what do ye glower after our folk for?
Page 246 - This game was played in several different ways. Most frequently the dice were thrown by the company, and those upon whom the lot fell were obliged to assume and maintain, for a time, a certain fictitious character or to repeat a certain number of fescennine verses in a particular order. If they departed from the characters assigned, or if their memory proved treacherous in the repetition, they incurred forfeits, which tvere either compounded for by swallowing an additional bumper, or by paying a...
Page 19 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The Power, the Beauty, and the Majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and wat'ry depths ; all these have vanished. They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Page 90 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?