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... literary horizon , his life was singularly untram- melled . Ashestiel , from being off the beaten track perhaps , seems to have lost favour somewhat with the Scott student . At any rate , it is not the shrine it should be , although in ...
... literary horizon , his life was singularly untram- melled . Ashestiel , from being off the beaten track perhaps , seems to have lost favour somewhat with the Scott student . At any rate , it is not the shrine it should be , although in ...
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... was also his Delilah . It is at once a reminder of his success , and of the most gigantic literary collapse of the century . So far as monuments to Scott go , there is none to 6 equal it , not even the most splendid and 44 ABBOTSFORD.
... was also his Delilah . It is at once a reminder of his success , and of the most gigantic literary collapse of the century . So far as monuments to Scott go , there is none to 6 equal it , not even the most splendid and 44 ABBOTSFORD.
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... literary craftsmanship . I have seen much , but nothing like my ain house , ' he cried — a broken , dying man returned to Abbots- ford , only to be borne forth again . Nor has history been slow to add its Amen . SCOTT AT ABBOTSFORD ...
... literary craftsmanship . I have seen much , but nothing like my ain house , ' he cried — a broken , dying man returned to Abbots- ford , only to be borne forth again . Nor has history been slow to add its Amen . SCOTT AT ABBOTSFORD ...
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... literary operations , he never allowed the freer life of Abbotsford to interfere with whatever tasks he had on hand . He did not sit late into the night . As a rule , the Abbotsford day ended for Scott by ten o'clock . He rose at five ...
... literary operations , he never allowed the freer life of Abbotsford to interfere with whatever tasks he had on hand . He did not sit late into the night . As a rule , the Abbotsford day ended for Scott by ten o'clock . He rose at five ...
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... literary lions of the time , he was most at home , and happiest , perhaps , in the fellowship of commoner men , such as Laidlaw , and Purdie , and John Usher , and James Hogg , who were knit to him as soul to soul . Of some of these he ...
... literary lions of the time , he was most at home , and happiest , perhaps , in the fellowship of commoner men , such as Laidlaw , and Purdie , and John Usher , and James Hogg , who were knit to him as soul to soul . Of some of these he ...
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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.