The Waverley Novels, Volume 22A. and C. Black, 1894 - Historical fiction, Scottish |
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answered armourer arms betwixt blood bonnet-maker Bonthron brave brother burgh burghers called Carthusian castle Catharine Glover chief church citizens Clan Chattan Clan Quhele combat Conachar daughter Douglas Duke of Albany Duke of Rothsay Dwining Eachin Earl Earl of Douglas Earl of March Eviot eyes Fair City Fair Maid Father Clement fear feud followers glee-maiden Grace hand hath hauberk heart Heaven Henbane Henry Gow Henry Smith Highland honest honour Kinfauns knight liege Loch Tay look lord Lord of Douglas Louise Maid of Perth maiden matter minstrel monk neighbour never noble Oliver Proudfute Palm Sunday Perth poor Prince Prince of Scotland provost Ramorny's replied royal Scotland seemed Simon Glover Sir John Ramorny Sir Patrick Charteris speak Street sword tell thee thou art thou hast thought Torquil Valentine's voice woman word wounded yonder young
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Page 355 - Whilome in Albion's isle there dwelt a youth, Who ne in virtue's ways did take delight ; But spent his days in riot most uncouth, And vex'd with mirth the drowsy ear of Night. Ah me ! in sooth he was a shameless wight, Sore given to revel and ungodly glee ; Few earthly things found favour in his sight Save concubines and carnal companie, And flaunting wassailers of high and low degree.
Page 75 - Isabel, I suppose you mean,' answered the smith. 'Ay — Isabel, or Jezabel — all the same, you know. But here comes Bailie Craigdallie at last, with that poor, creeping, cowardly creature the pottingar.
Page 136 - Cameron's gathering" rose, The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard,— and heard, too, have her Saxon foes; How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...
Page 318 - Each robber chief upheld his armed halls, Doing his evil will, nor less elate Than mightier heroes of a longer date. What want these outlaws conquerors should have? But History's purchased page to call them great? A wider space, an ornamented grave? Their hopes were not less warm, their souls were full as brave.