Waverley Novels, Volumen 13A. & C. Black, 1853 |
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... live at Jarlshof , were a wild scheme enough ; but you , who are from another country , whether English , Scotch , or Irish , no one can tell " " Nor does it greatly matter , " said Mertoun , somewhat abruptly . " Not a herring's scale ...
... live at Jarlshof , were a wild scheme enough ; but you , who are from another country , whether English , Scotch , or Irish , no one can tell " " Nor does it greatly matter , " said Mertoun , somewhat abruptly . " Not a herring's scale ...
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... live in a spot so desolate . " " And as for the rent ? " continued Mertoun . " The rent ? " replied Magnus ; " hum - why , you must have the bit of plantie cruive , † which they once called a garden , and a right in the scathold , and a ...
... live in a spot so desolate . " " And as for the rent ? " continued Mertoun . " The rent ? " replied Magnus ; " hum - why , you must have the bit of plantie cruive , † which they once called a garden , and a right in the scathold , and a ...
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... live to be a bishop , what the waur wad he be ? " The gauntlet thus fairly flung down by one sibyl , was caught up by another , and the controversy between presbytery and episcopacy raged , roared , or rather screamed , a round of cinna ...
... live to be a bishop , what the waur wad he be ? " The gauntlet thus fairly flung down by one sibyl , was caught up by another , and the controversy between presbytery and episcopacy raged , roared , or rather screamed , a round of cinna ...
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... " Whisht - hold your silly clavering tongue , " said Baby , looking round with apprehension- “ ye are a wise man to speak of what is in the house , and a fitting man to have the charge of it . - Hark , as I live 58 WAVERLEY NOVELS .
... " Whisht - hold your silly clavering tongue , " said Baby , looking round with apprehension- “ ye are a wise man to speak of what is in the house , and a fitting man to have the charge of it . - Hark , as I live 58 WAVERLEY NOVELS .
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Walter Scott. charge of it . - Hark , as I live by bread , I hear a tapping at the outer yett ! " " Go and open it then , Baby , " said her brother , glad at any thing that promised to interrupt the dispute . " Go and open it , said he ...
Walter Scott. charge of it . - Hark , as I live by bread , I hear a tapping at the outer yett ! " " Go and open it then , Baby , " said her brother , glad at any thing that promised to interrupt the dispute . " Go and open it , said he ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Altamont amongst ancient answered arms ashore Baby better betwixt boat Boatswain Brenda Bryce Snailsfoot Burgh-Westra called Captain Cleveland Claud Halcro command crew dance dark daughters Dick Fletcher eyes fair father favour fear Fitful-head gentlemen of fortune glorious John Goffe guests hand hear heard heart Heaven honest honour islands isles jagger Jarlshof John Dryden Kirkwall land Lerwick look Magnus Troil maiden mair manner Master mind Minna Troil Mistress Mordaunt Mertoun never Norna Norse occasion old Norse once Orcadian Orkney pedlar pirate poor Provost Ranzelman replied Mordaunt rock sail Saint Magnus Saint Ninian scarce Scotland seemed shewed ship shore sister sloop song speak spirit spoke stone stood stranger Swertha tell thee thing thou thought tone turned Udaller vessel voice waves weel wild wind woman words young Zetland
Pasajes populares
Página 107 - He was a lovely youth ! I guess The panther in the wilderness Was not so fair as he ; And, when he chose to sport and play, No dolphin ever was so gay Upon the tropic sea.
Página 197 - I fear, too early : for my mind misgives, Some consequence, yet hanging in the stars, Shall bitterly begin his fearful date With this night's revels...
Página 498 - I'll not leave thee, Till to thyself, at least, thou'rt reconciled, However thy resentments deal with me. Pier. Not leave me ! Jaff. No ; thou shalt not force me from thee. Use me reproachfully, and like a slave ; Tread on me, buffet me, heap wrongs on wrongs On my poor head ; I'll bear it all with patience, Shall weary out thy most unfriendly cruelty...
Página 35 - She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Página 375 - A fiery soul, which, working out its way, Fretted the pigmy body to decay, And o'er-informed the tenement of clay. 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.