Guy Mannering, Or, The Astrologer, Volume 1James Ballantyne and Company For Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, London; and Archibald Constable and Company Edinburgh., 1815 - 358 pages |
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... venerable ruins , he ] built a narrow house of three stories height , with a front like a grenadier's cap , two windows on each side , and a door in the midst , full of all manner of cross lights . GUY MANNERING . 21.
... venerable ruins , he ] built a narrow house of three stories height , with a front like a grenadier's cap , two windows on each side , and a door in the midst , full of all manner of cross lights . GUY MANNERING . 21.
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... door opened , and Meg Merrilies entered . Her appearance made Mannering start . She was full six feet high , wore a man's great coat over the rest of her dress , had 1 in her hand a goodly sloe - thorn cudgel 2 36 GUY MANNERING ...
... door opened , and Meg Merrilies entered . Her appearance made Mannering start . She was full six feet high , wore a man's great coat over the rest of her dress , had 1 in her hand a goodly sloe - thorn cudgel 2 36 GUY MANNERING ...
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... door , and tell us what news ye have heard at the fair o ' Drum- shourloch . " " Troth , Laird , and there was muckle want o ' you , and the like o ' you ; for there was a whin bonnie lassies there , forbye my- sell , and deil ane to ...
... door , and tell us what news ye have heard at the fair o ' Drum- shourloch . " " Troth , Laird , and there was muckle want o ' you , and the like o ' you ; for there was a whin bonnie lassies there , forbye my- sell , and deil ane to ...
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... . The schoolmaster , without further an- swer , rose and threw open a door half sashed with glass , which led to an old- fashioned terrace - walk behind the modern * house , communicating with the platform on which the GUY MANNERING . 45.
... . The schoolmaster , without further an- swer , rose and threw open a door half sashed with glass , which led to an old- fashioned terrace - walk behind the modern * house , communicating with the platform on which the GUY MANNERING . 45.
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... door of the house , a halloo from the vessel of " Ware - hawk ! Douse the glim ! " alarm- ed those who were on shore , and the lights instantly disappeared . It was one hour after midnight , and the prospect around was lovely . The grey ...
... door of the house , a halloo from the vessel of " Ware - hawk ! Douse the glim ! " alarm- ed those who were on shore , and the lights instantly disappeared . It was one hour after midnight , and the prospect around was lovely . The grey ...
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Page 240 - 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 49 - 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 wat'ry depths ; all these have vanished They live no longer in the faith of reason ! But still the heart doth need a language, still Doth the old instinct bring back the old names...
Page 100 - These are not only no way advantageous, but a very grievous burden to so poor a country. And though the number of them be perhaps double to what it was formerly, by reason of this present great distress, yet in all times there have been about one hundred thousand of these vagabonds, who have lived without any regard or subjection either to the laws of the land, or even those of God and nature ; fathers incestuously accompanying their own daughters, the son with the mother, and the brother with the...
Page 125 - I'll ever cut in the bonny woods of Ellangowan." So saying, she broke the sapling she held in her hand, and flung it into the road. Margaret of Anjou, bestowing on her triumphant foes her keen-edged malediction, could not have turned from them with a gesture more proudly contemptuous. The Laird was clearing his voice to speak, and thrusting his hand in his pocket to find...
Page 85 - With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Page 84 - And then the justice. In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut. Full ot wise saws and modern instances, And so he plays his part.
Page 64 - Twist ye, twine ye ! even so Mingle shades of joy and woe, Hope and fear, and peace and strife, In the thread of human life.
Page 240 - I'll be no burden — I have thought how to prevent that. But, as Ruth said unto Naomi, ' Entreat me not to leave thee, nor to depart from thee ; for whither thou goest I will go, and where thou dwellest I will dwell ; thy people shall be my people, and thy God shall be my God. Where thou 117 diest will I die, and there will I be buried. The Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death do part thee and me.
Page 236 - My gold is gone, my money is spent, My land now take it unto thee. Give me thy gold, good John o' the Scales, And thine for aye my land shall be. Then John he did him to record draw, And John he caste him a gods.pennie; But for every pounde that John agreed, The land, I wis, was well worth three.
Page 124 - 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' their bits o' bields, to sleep with the tod and the black-cock in the muirs ! Ride your ways, Ellangowan.