The Pirate, Volume 1
Archibald Constable and Company; and Hurst, Robinson, and Company, London., 1822 - Orkney - 346 pages
At the end of the 1600's, the customs and beliefs of the Norse are ebbing away from the Shetland and Orkney islands. Only the elder daughter of the Troil family wants to preserve the old ways, and vowing to marry only a "sea-king," favors a shipwrecked captain. Her father's cousin wishes her to marry Mordaunt, secretly believing him to be her long-lost son; Mordaunt though loves the younger daughter. Both men are driven from the Troils; Mordaunt is grievously injured and the captain is arrested for piracy.
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Page 279 - I do love these ancient ruins. We never tread upon them but we set Our foot upon some reverend history; And, questionless, here in this open court, Which now lies naked to the injuries Of stormy weather, some men lie...
Page 119 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech ; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Page 298 - Nae langer she wept^— her tears were a' spent,— Despair it was come, and she thought it content; She thought it content, but her cheek it grew pale, And she droop'd, like a lily broke down by the hail.
Page 279 - They thought it should have canopied their bones Till doomsday ; but all things have their end : Churches and cities, which have diseases like to men, Must have like death that we have.