Guy Mannering, Or, The Astrologer, Volume 1James Ballantyne and Company For Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, London; and Archibald Constable and Company Edinburgh., 1815 - Scotland - 358 pages |
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He found out the door with no small difficulty , and for some time knocked without
producing any other answer than a duett between a female and a ' cur - dog , the
latter yelping as if he would have bárked his heart out , the other screaming in ...
He found out the door with no small difficulty , and for some time knocked without
producing any other answer than a duett between a female and a ' cur - dog , the
latter yelping as if he would have bárked his heart out , the other screaming in ...
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Harlot , thief , witch , and gypsey , " an . swered Şampson again . . , “ O troth ,
Laird , ” continyed Meg , during this bye - talk , " it ' s but to the like o ' you ane can
open their heart : ye see , they say Dunbog is nae mair a gentleman than the ...
Harlot , thief , witch , and gypsey , " an . swered Şampson again . . , “ O troth ,
Laird , ” continyed Meg , during this bye - talk , " it ' s but to the like o ' you ane can
open their heart : ye see , they say Dunbog is nae mair a gentleman than the ...
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I am afraid , sir , ” said Mannering , turning towards him , " you may be one of
those unhappy persons , whose dim eyes being unable to penetrate the starry
spheres , and to discern therein the decrees of heaven at a distance , have their
hearts ...
I am afraid , sir , ” said Mannering , turning towards him , " you may be one of
those unhappy persons , whose dim eyes being unable to penetrate the starry
spheres , and to discern therein the decrees of heaven at a distance , have their
hearts ...
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But still the heart doth need a language , still : Doth the old instinct bring back the
old namesi And to yon starry world they now are gone , Spirits or gods , that used
to share this earth ” . With man as with their friend , and to the lover Yonder they ...
But still the heart doth need a language , still : Doth the old instinct bring back the
old namesi And to yon starry world they now are gone , Spirits or gods , that used
to share this earth ” . With man as with their friend , and to the lover Yonder they ...
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We are not made of wood or stone , and the things which connect themselves
with our hearts and habits cannot , like bark or lichen , be rent away without our
missing them . The farmer ' s dame lacked her usual share of intelligence ,
perhaps ...
We are not made of wood or stone , and the things which connect themselves
with our hearts and habits cannot , like bark or lichen , be rent away without our
missing them . The farmer ' s dame lacked her usual share of intelligence ,
perhaps ...
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Page 240 - 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 49 - 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 ! But still the heart doth need a language, still Doth the old instinct bring back the old names...
Page 100 - These are not only no way advantageous, but a very grievous burden to so poor a country. And though the number of them be perhaps double to what it was formerly, by reason of this present great distress, yet in all times there have been about one hundred thousand of these vagabonds, who have lived without any regard or subjection either to the laws of the land, or even those of God and nature ; fathers incestuously accompanying their own daughters, the son with the mother, and the brother with the...
Page 125 - I'll ever cut in the bonny woods of Ellangowan." So saying, she broke the sapling she held in her hand, and flung it into the road. Margaret of Anjou, bestowing on her triumphant foes her keen-edged malediction, could not have turned from them with a gesture more proudly contemptuous. The Laird was clearing his voice to speak, and thrusting his hand in his pocket to find...
Page 85 - With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Page 84 - And then the justice. In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut. Full ot wise saws and modern instances, And so he plays his part.
Page 64 - Twist ye, twine ye ! even so Mingle shades of joy and woe, Hope and fear, and peace and strife, In the thread of human life.
Page 240 - I'll be no burden — I have thought how to prevent that. But, as Ruth said unto Naomi, ' Entreat me not to leave thee, nor to depart from thee ; for whither thou goest I will go, and where thou dwellest I will dwell ; thy people shall be my people, and thy God shall be my God. Where thou 117 diest will I die, and there will I be buried. The Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death do part thee and me.
Page 236 - My gold is gone, my money is spent, My land now take it unto thee. Give me thy gold, good John o' the Scales, And thine for aye my land shall be. Then John he did him to record draw, And John he caste him a gods.pennie; But for every pounde that John agreed, The land, I wis, was well worth three.
Page 124 - Yes ; there's thirty yonder, from the auld wife of an hundred to the babe that was born last week, that ye have turned out o' their bits o' bields, to sleep with the tod and the black-cock in the muirs ! Ride your ways, Ellangowan.