Waverley Novels: Vol. 6, Том 6Cadell, 1844 - 617 страници |
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... answered the host , " since ranting Robin of Drysandford was shot at the siege of the Brill . The devil take the caliver that fired the ball , for a blither lad never filled a cup at midnight . But he is dead and gone , and I know not a ...
... answered the host , " since ranting Robin of Drysandford was shot at the siege of the Brill . The devil take the caliver that fired the ball , for a blither lad never filled a cup at midnight . But he is dead and gone , and I know not a ...
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... answered the stranger , " there is no treason , sure , in a man's enjoying his own thoughts , under the shadow of his own bonnet ? You have lived in the world twice as long as I have , and you must know there are thoughts that will ...
... answered the stranger , " there is no treason , sure , in a man's enjoying his own thoughts , under the shadow of his own bonnet ? You have lived in the world twice as long as I have , and you must know there are thoughts that will ...
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... answered Master Goldthred ; “ bu since I give you pleasure , worthy Master Tressilian , I shall proceed , maugre all the gibes and quips of this valiant soldier , who , peradventure , hath had more cuffs than crowns in the Low Countries ...
... answered Master Goldthred ; “ bu since I give you pleasure , worthy Master Tressilian , I shall proceed , maugre all the gibes and quips of this valiant soldier , who , peradventure , hath had more cuffs than crowns in the Low Countries ...
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... answered Goldthred.- .- " Yonder is the enchanted manor , and the dragon , and the lady , all at thy service , if thou darest venture on them . " " Why , so I would for a quartern of sack , " said the soldier- " Or stay - I am foully ...
... answered Goldthred.- .- " Yonder is the enchanted manor , and the dragon , and the lady , all at thy service , if thou darest venture on them . " " Why , so I would for a quartern of sack , " said the soldier- " Or stay - I am foully ...
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... answered his uncle , " but a simple humour of precaution which I have . True , thou art as well gilded as a snake when he casts his old slough in the spring - time ; but for all that , thou creepest not into my Eden . I will look after ...
... answered his uncle , " but a simple humour of precaution which I have . True , thou art as well gilded as a snake when he casts his old slough in the spring - time ; but for all that , thou creepest not into my Eden . I will look after ...
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Amy Robsart ancient answered Varney Anthony Foster apartment arms better betwixt Blount Brenda Bunce Burgh-Westra called Captain Cleveland Castle Claud Halcro command countenance Countess Countess of Leicester court Cumnor daughter devil door Earl of Leicester Earl of Sussex Elizabeth exclaimed eyes fair father favour fear Flibbertigibbet followed gentleman guests hand hastily hath hear heard heart Heaven honest honour horse instantly islands Janet Jarlshof John Dryden Kenilworth Kenilworth Castle Kirkwall lady Leicester's look madam Magnus Troil Master Tressilian Mervyn's Michael Lambourne mind Minna mistress Mordaunt Mertoun never noble Norna once Orkney pedlar person poor present Queen Raleigh Saint Magnus seemed shew sister speak spoke stood stranger Sussex Swertha sword tell thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought tone Tony Foster Triptolemus Udaller voice Wayland Smith wild word Yellowley yonder young Zetland
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Страница 489 - 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...
Страница 561 - Goes on to sea, and knows not to retire. With roomy decks, her guns of mighty strength, Whose low-laid mouths each mounting billow laves : Deep in her draught, and warlike in her length, She seems a sea-wasp flying on the waves.
Страница 8 - Silver'd the walls of Cumnor Hall, And many an oak that grew thereby. Now nought was heard beneath the skies, The sounds of busy life were still, Save an unhappy lady's sighs, That issued from that lonely pile. 'Leicester...
Страница 451 - 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...
Страница 164 - Perfume for a lady's chamber ; Golden quoifs and stomachers, For my lads to give their dears: Pins and poking-sticks of steel. What maids lack from head to heel: Come buy of me, come; come buy, come buy; Buy, lads, or else your lasses cry : Come buy.
Страница 8 - No lark more blithe, no flower more gay ; And like the bird that haunts the thorn, So merrily sung the livelong day. " If that my beauty is but small, Among court ladies all despised, Why didst thou rend it from that hall, Where, scornful Earl, it well was prized?
Страница 565 - Some of their chiefs were princes of the land; In the first rank of these did Zimri stand, A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome...
Страница 8 - Mong rural beauties I was one, Among the fields wild flowers are fair; Some country swain might me have won, And thought my beauty passing rare. "But, Leicester, (or I much am wrong,) Or 'tis not beauty lures thy vows; Rather ambition's gilded crown Makes thee forget thy humble spouse. "Then, Leicester, why, again I plead, (The injured surely may repine,)— Why didst thou wed a country maid, When some fair princess might be thine?
Страница 522 - A daring pilot in extremity; Pleased with the danger, when the waves went high He sought the storms; but, for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands to boast his wit.
Страница 9 - The oaks were shatter'd on the green ; Woe was the hour — for never more That hapless countess e'er was seen. And in that manor now no more Is cheerful feast and sprightly ball ; For ever since that dreary hour Have spirits haunted Cumnor Hall.