The Waverley Novels, Volume 2A. and C. Black, 1892 - Historical fiction, Scottish |
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... woman , and , struggling with her murderers , often got her head above water ; and , while she had voice left , con- tinued to exclaim at such intervals , " Charlie yet ! Charlie yet ! " When a child , and among the scenes which she ...
... woman , and , struggling with her murderers , often got her head above water ; and , while she had voice left , con- tinued to exclaim at such intervals , " Charlie yet ! Charlie yet ! " When a child , and among the scenes which she ...
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... woman of more than female height , dressed in a long red cloak , who commenced acquaintance by giving me an apple , but whom , nevertheless , I looked on with as much awe as the future Doctor , High Church and Tory as he was doomed to ...
... woman of more than female height , dressed in a long red cloak , who commenced acquaintance by giving me an apple , but whom , nevertheless , I looked on with as much awe as the future Doctor , High Church and Tory as he was doomed to ...
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... woman , now neither graceful nor beautiful , if she had eve been either the one or the other , had by this calamity become a homeless and penniless orphan . He addressed her nearly in the words which Dominie Sampson uses to Miss Bertram ...
... woman , now neither graceful nor beautiful , if she had eve been either the one or the other , had by this calamity become a homeless and penniless orphan . He addressed her nearly in the words which Dominie Sampson uses to Miss Bertram ...
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... woman , for James he's awa to Drumshourloch Fair with the year - aulds , and I daurna for my life open the door to ony o ' your gang - there - out sort o ' bodies . ' ' But what must I do then , good dame ? for I can't sleep here upon ...
... woman , for James he's awa to Drumshourloch Fair with the year - aulds , and I daurna for my life open the door to ony o ' your gang - there - out sort o ' bodies . ' ' But what must I do then , good dame ? for I can't sleep here upon ...
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... woman . The words , as far as Mannering could distinguish them , seemed to run thus : Canny moment , lucky fit ! Is the lady lighter yet ? Be it lad , or be it lass , Sign wi ' cross and sain wi ' mass . ' It's Meg Merrilies , the gipsy ...
... woman . The words , as far as Mannering could distinguish them , seemed to run thus : Canny moment , lucky fit ! Is the lady lighter yet ? Be it lad , or be it lass , Sign wi ' cross and sain wi ' mass . ' It's Meg Merrilies , the gipsy ...
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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?