Waverley, Or 'Tis Sixty Years Since, Volúmenes 1-2S.H. Parker, 1834 |
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... head from the truncheon of the spear . " Arthur Fitzherbert , " said the Baron , " that stroke has deferred thy knighthood for one year - never must that squire wear the spurs whose unbridled impetuosity can draw un- bidden his sword in ...
... head from the truncheon of the spear . " Arthur Fitzherbert , " said the Baron , " that stroke has deferred thy knighthood for one year - never must that squire wear the spurs whose unbridled impetuosity can draw un- bidden his sword in ...
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... head of hair , accompanied by a bluff open - looking elderly man in a naval uniform . Yarely ! yarely pull away , my hearts , ' said the latter , and the boat bearing the unlucky young man soon carried him on board the frigate . Perhaps ...
... head of hair , accompanied by a bluff open - looking elderly man in a naval uniform . Yarely ! yarely pull away , my hearts , ' said the latter , and the boat bearing the unlucky young man soon carried him on board the frigate . Perhaps ...
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... head , and he has hollowed the hounds upon a velvet- headed knobbler ! By Saint Hubert , if I break not his pate with my cross - bow , may I never cast off hound more ! But to it , my lords and masters ! the noble beast is here yet ...
... head , and he has hollowed the hounds upon a velvet- headed knobbler ! By Saint Hubert , if I break not his pate with my cross - bow , may I never cast off hound more ! But to it , my lords and masters ! the noble beast is here yet ...
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... head . I drew my sword , and rushed into the thicket , but was instantly assailed by two ruffians , while other two made towards my sister and Gregory . The poor knave fled , crying for help , pursued by my false kins- man , now your ...
... head . I drew my sword , and rushed into the thicket , but was instantly assailed by two ruffians , while other two made towards my sister and Gregory . The poor knave fled , crying for help , pursued by my false kins- man , now your ...
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... head reach the captive Baron's girdle . " 56 By the mass , " said Peter Lanaret , " I will have one peep at this burly gallant ; " and , leaving the buttery , he went to the guard - room where Gaston St. Clere was confined . A man - at ...
... head reach the captive Baron's girdle . " 56 By the mass , " said Peter Lanaret , " I will have one peep at this burly gallant ; " and , leaving the buttery , he went to the guard - room where Gaston St. Clere was confined . A man - at ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ancient answered appeared arms army attended auld Baillie Balmawhapple Baron of Bradwardine brother called Captain Waverley castle CHAPTER character Chevalier Chief Chieftain clan Colonel Talbot command dear Donald Bean Lean dress Edinburgh Emma Darcy English Evan Dhu eyes father favour feelings Fergus Mac-Ivor Fergus's Flora frae Gay Bowers gentleman Gilfillan glen Glennaquoich hand head heard hero Highland honour hope horse house of Stuart Jacobites Lady Laird look Lord Lord George Murray Lowland Macwheeble Major Melville manner military mind Miss Bradwardine Miss Mac-Ivor morning never night observed occasion officer party passed person Perthshire plaid poor portmanteau Prince prisoner received regiment rendered replied returned romance Rose Bradwardine scene Scotland Scottish seemed Sir Everard soldiers spirit Spontoon sword thought tion Tully-Veolan verley Vich Ian Vohr WAVERLEY NOVELS Waverley-Honour Waverley's whig wish young
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Página 27 - a course as well as we, Time, stern huntsman ! who can balk, Stanch as hound, and fleet as hawk 1 Think of this, and rise with day, Gentle lords and ladies gay. By the time this lay was finished, Lord Boteler, with
Página 37 - In sooth, thou wast in very gracious fooling last night, when thou spokest of Pigrogremitus, and of the vapours passing the equinoctials of Quenbus ; 'twas very good, i' faith !" It is entertaining to find commentators seeking to discover some meaning in the
Página 181 - Had Richard unconstrain'd resign'd the throne, A king can give no more than is his own; The title stood entail'd had Richard had a son. You see, my dear Waverley, I can quote poetry as well as Flora and you. But come, clear your moody brow, and trust to me to show
Página 19 - that ever he was born, Who did not draw the sword before he blew the horn !" At the same time a whirlwind of irresistible fury howled through the long hall, bore the unfortunate horse-jockey clear out of the mouth of the cavern, and precipitated him over a steep bank of loose stones, where the shepherds
Página 156 - on your hills, on your islands awake, Brave sons of the mountain, the frith, and the lake! Tis the bugle—but not for the chase is the call; Tis the pibroch's shrill summons—but not to the hall. Tis the summons of heroes for conquest or death, When the banners arc blazing on mountain and heath: They call to the dirk,
Página 215 - red where they were not smutted with soot and lamp-black, jostled through the crowd, and, brandishing high a child of two years old, which she danced in her arms, without regard to its screams of terror, sang forth, with all her might,— " Charlie is my darling, my darling, my darling, Charlie is my darling, The young
Página 38 - away, away. The butler was quick, and the ale he did tap, The maidens did make the chamber full gay ; The smith of the town his liquor so took, And I dare boldly be sworn on a book, Such smiths as he there 's but a few. That he was persuaded that the ground
Página 27 - have busy been, Now we come to chant our lay, " Waken, lords and ladies gay." We can show the marks he made, 'When 'gainst the oak his antlers frayed
Página 154 - martyrs to heaven, Unite with the race of renown'd Rorri More, To launch the long galley, and stretch to the oar. How Mac-Shimei will joy when their chief shall display The yew-crested bonnet o'er tresses of grey! How the race of wrong'd Alpine and murderM
Página 209 - have not the wit to grace mine with a paper coronet ; there would be some satire in that, Edward. I hope they will set it on the Scotch gate though, that I may look, even after death, to the blue hills of my own country, which I love so dearly. The Baron would have added,