Waverley Novels ...: Guy ManneringBlack, 1841 |
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... young Nazarene could not have been bred up with more rigour . All that was evil was withheld form his observation - he only heard what was pure in precept -he only witnessed what was worthy in practice . But when the boy began to be ...
... young Nazarene could not have been bred up with more rigour . All that was evil was withheld form his observation - he only heard what was pure in precept -he only witnessed what was worthy in practice . But when the boy began to be ...
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... young lady about eighteen years of age , and so lovely , that the sight of her carried off the feelings of the young stranger from the peculiarity and mystery of his own lot , and riveted his attention to every thing she did or said ...
... young lady about eighteen years of age , and so lovely , that the sight of her carried off the feelings of the young stranger from the peculiarity and mystery of his own lot , and riveted his attention to every thing she did or said ...
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... young man was made to take the bath ; and , having done so , he was directed to attire himself in a robe , somewhat like that worn by Armenians , having his long hair combed down on his shoulders , and his neck , hands , and feet bare ...
... young man was made to take the bath ; and , having done so , he was directed to attire himself in a robe , somewhat like that worn by Armenians , having his long hair combed down on his shoulders , and his neck , hands , and feet bare ...
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... Young . She was a remarkable personage of a very commanding presence , and high stature , being nearly six feet high . She had a large aquiline nose— penetrating eyes , even in her old age - bushy hair , that hung around her shoulders ...
... Young . She was a remarkable personage of a very commanding presence , and high stature , being nearly six feet high . She had a large aquiline nose— penetrating eyes , even in her old age - bushy hair , that hung around her shoulders ...
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... young gentleman seeking the way to the Place ? Get up , ye fause loon , and shew him the way down the muckle lcaning . — He'll show you the way , sir , and I'se warrant ye'll be weel put up ; for they never turn awa naebody frae the ...
... young gentleman seeking the way to the Place ? Get up , ye fause loon , and shew him the way down the muckle lcaning . — He'll show you the way , sir , and I'se warrant ye'll be weel put up ; for they never turn awa naebody frae the ...
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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