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... Edinburgh days won him the heart of Mrs. Alison Cockburn and her coterie . We may be sure that the elder Walter had a more than average pride in the boy's tastes and promise for the future , nor would the opportunity be lacking by which ...
... Edinburgh days won him the heart of Mrs. Alison Cockburn and her coterie . We may be sure that the elder Walter had a more than average pride in the boy's tastes and promise for the future , nor would the opportunity be lacking by which ...
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... Edinburgh was his school , and his office , and the arena of much of his professional career . At a later period it was crowded with many painful memories . But he was happiest , even amid the most crushing sorrows of his life , when ...
... Edinburgh was his school , and his office , and the arena of much of his professional career . At a later period it was crowded with many painful memories . But he was happiest , even amid the most crushing sorrows of his life , when ...
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... Edinburgh the previous year under Scott's auspices . The plans for his house were at first of the simplest . He thus describes them to Miss Baillie : My dreams about my cottage go on . My present intention is to have only two spare ...
... Edinburgh the previous year under Scott's auspices . The plans for his house were at first of the simplest . He thus describes them to Miss Baillie : My dreams about my cottage go on . My present intention is to have only two spare ...
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... Edinburgh . Saturday evening saw him at Abbotsford . On Monday he superintended the licking into shape of his new domicile , and at night he was coaching it to the city . During the Court recess he pegged away at Rokeby ' and other work ...
... Edinburgh . Saturday evening saw him at Abbotsford . On Monday he superintended the licking into shape of his new domicile , and at night he was coaching it to the city . During the Court recess he pegged away at Rokeby ' and other work ...
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... Edinburgh architect , who died before the build- ing was well begun ) plan , which was greatly too expensive . So I have made the old farm - house 6 my corps de logis with some outlying places for kitchen 5-2 THE CREATION OF ABBOTSFORD 35.
... Edinburgh architect , who died before the build- ing was well begun ) plan , which was greatly too expensive . So I have made the old farm - house 6 my corps de logis with some outlying places for kitchen 5-2 THE CREATION OF ABBOTSFORD 35.
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Page 122 - Sir Walter breathed his last, in the presence of all his children. It was a beautiful day — so warm, that every window was wide open — and so perfectly still, that the sound of all others most delicious to his ear, the gentle ripple of the Tweed over its pebbles, was distinctly audible as we knelt around the bed, and his eldest son kissed and closed his eyes.
Page 135 - I have been watching it — it fascinates my eye — it never stops — page after page is finished and thrown on that heap of MS., and still it goes on unwearied — and so it will be till candles are brought in, and God knows how long after that. It is the same every night — I can't stand a sight of it when I am not at my books.
Page 122 - I may have but a minute to speak to you. My dear, be a good man — be virtuous — be religious— be a good man. Nothing else will give you any comfort when you come to lie here.
Page 126 - FORASMUCH as it hath pleased Almighty God of his great mercy to take unto himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust ; in sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life, through our Lord Jesus Christ...
Page 61 - Tom Purdie and his subalterns had preceded us by a few hours with all the greyhounds that could be collected at Abbotsford, Darnick, and Melrose; but the giant Maida had remained as his master's orderly, and now gambolled about Sibyl Grey, barking for mere joy like a spaniel puppy. The order of march had been all settled, and the sociable was just getting under weigh, when the Lady Anne broke from the line, screaming with laughter, and exclaimed, " Papa, papa, I knew you could never think of going...
Page 84 - Down from that strength had spurrM their horse, Their southern rapine to renew, Far in the distant Cheviots blue, And, home returning, fill'd the hall With revel, wassail-rout, and brawl.
Page 62 - He tried to look stern, and cracked his whip at the creature, but was in a moment obliged to join in the general cheers. Poor piggy soon found a strap round...
Page 92 - I have been for some time in the rich scenery about Edinburgh, which is like ornamented garden land, I begin to wish myself back again among my own honest grey hills ; and if I did not see the heather at least once a year, I think I should die!
Page 134 - I shall be well enough presently, if you will only let me sit where you are, and take my chair; for there is a confounded hand in sight of me here, which has often bothered me before, and now it won't let me fill my glass with a good will.
Page 80 - To have done things worthy to be written, was in his eyes a dignity to which no man made any approach, who had only written things worthy to be read.