Waverley Novels ...: Guy ManneringBlack, 1841 |
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... affection which we are naturally disposed to devote to our offspring . " " Neither the one nor the other , " answered the stranger ; " unless my judgment greatly err , the infant will survive the years of minority , and in temper and ...
... affection which we are naturally disposed to devote to our offspring . " " Neither the one nor the other , " answered the stranger ; " unless my judgment greatly err , the infant will survive the years of minority , and in temper and ...
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... which was a country - seat near a post town in the south of England , and bid him an affectionate farewell . The mysterious stranger departed , but his words remained impressed upon the mind of the anxious parent . He GUY MANNERING . 5.
... which was a country - seat near a post town in the south of England , and bid him an affectionate farewell . The mysterious stranger departed , but his words remained impressed upon the mind of the anxious parent . He GUY MANNERING . 5.
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... was gentle , courteous , affectionate , and submissive to his father's will , and resisted with all his power the dark suggestions which were breathed into his mind , as it seemed , by some emanation of 6 INTRODUCTION TO.
... was gentle , courteous , affectionate , and submissive to his father's will , and resisted with all his power the dark suggestions which were breathed into his mind , as it seemed , by some emanation of 6 INTRODUCTION TO.
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... affection . The tutor awakened as from a dream . He saw his patron dead , and that his patron's only remaining child , an elderly woman , now neither graceful nor beautiful , if she had ever been either the one or the other , had by ...
... affection . The tutor awakened as from a dream . He saw his patron dead , and that his patron's only remaining child , an elderly woman , now neither graceful nor beautiful , if she had ever been either the one or the other , had by ...
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... affection of this woman became matter of suspicion , not indeed to the Laird , who was never hasty in suspecting evil , but to his wife , who had indifferent health and poor spirits . She was now far advanced in a second pregnancy , and ...
... affection of this woman became matter of suspicion , not indeed to the Laird , who was never hasty in suspecting evil , but to his wife , who had indifferent health and poor spirits . She was now far advanced in a second pregnancy , and ...
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Allonby answered appearance Astrologer auld Aweel bairn better called Captain castle character Charles Hazlewood circumstances Colonel Mannering counsellor Dandie dear Derncleugh deyvil Dinmont Dirk Hatteraick Dominie Sampson door Ellangowan eyes father favour fear feelings fellow frae Frank Kennedy gentleman gipsy Glossin gude Guy Mannering hand head heard honour hope horse Julia justice justice of peace Kennedy Kippletringan Laird Liddesdale light look Lucy Bertram lugger Mac-Candlish Mac-Guffog Mac-Morlan mair Mannering's Matilda maun Merrilies mind Miss Bertram Miss Mannering morning muckle never night observed occasion ower person Pleydell poor Portanferry postilion prisoner recollection replied round ruin scene Scotland seemed shew Singleside Sir Robert Hazlewood smugglers stranger suppose tell there's thing thought turned Vanbeest Brown voice Warroch weel window woman wood Woodbourne young Hazlewood young lady younker
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Page 161 - 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, and minds, Had been incorporate.
Page 87 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?
Page 32 - 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 watery depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason.
Page 55 - Ride your ways," said the gipsy, " ride your ways, Laird of Ellangowan — ride your ways, Godfrey Bertram ! — This day have ye quenched seven smoking hearths — see if the fire in your ain parlour burn the blyther for that. Ye have riven the thack off seven cottar houses — look if your ain roof-tree stand the faster.
Page 278 - My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music. It is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word, which madness Would gambol from.
Page 92 - 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 245 - I remember the tune well, though I cannot guess what should at present so strongly recall it to my memory." He took his flageolet from his pocket, and played a simple melody. Apparently the tune awoke the corresponding associations of a damsel, who...
Page 55 - Bertram — what do ye glower after our folk for? There's thirty hearts there that wad hae wanted bread ere ye had wanted sunkets,* and spent their life-blood ere ye had scratched your finger. 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
Page 43 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modem instances; And so he plays his part.
Page 204 - Give me a cup of sack, to make mine eyes look red, that it may be thought I have wept ; for I must speak in passion, and I will do it in king Cambyses