Waverley Novels ...: The pirateBlack, 1853 |
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amongst ancient answered arms ashore Baby better betwixt boat Boatswain Brenda Bryce Snailsfoot Burgh-Westra called Captain Cleveland Claud Halcro command crew dance daughters Dick Fletcher eyes fair father favour fear Fitful-head gentleman gentlemen of fortune glorious John Goffe guests hand hear heard heart Heaven honest honour islands isles jagger Jarlshof John Dryden Kirkwall land Lerwick look Magnus Troil maiden mair manner Master mind Minna Troil Mistress Mordaunt Mertoun never Norna Norse occasion old Norse once Orcadian Orkney pedlar pirate poor Provost Ranzelman replied Mordaunt rock sail Saint Magnus Saint Ninian scarce Scotland seemed shewed shore sister sloop song speak spoke stone stood stranger Swertha tell thee thing thou thought tion tone Triptolemus Yellowley turned Udaller vessel voice waves weel wild wind woman word young youth Zetland
Popular passages
Page 27 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Page 230 - 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 170 - 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 190 - E'en the last lingering fiction of the brain, The church-yard ghost, is now at rest again; And all these wayward wanderings of my youth Fly Reason's power and shun the light of truth.
Page 182 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key; As if our hands, our sides, voices...
Page 379 - Now the storm begins to lour. Haste the loom of hell prepare, Iron sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darken'd air.
Page 161 - And helter-skelter have I rode to thee, And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys, And golden times, and happy news of price.