Waverley: Or, Tis Sixty Years Since

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Oxford University Press, 1912 - 550 páginas
A novel of the Jacobite Rebellion.

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Página 397 - And every one that was in distress, and every one that was in debt, and every one that was discontented, gathered themselves unto him; and he became a captain over them: and there were with him about four hundred men.
Página xxxviii - Waken, lords and ladies gay.' Waken, lords and ladies gay, The mist has left the mountain gray, Springlets in the dawn are steaming, Diamonds on the brake are gleaming, And foresters have busy been To track the buck in thicket green ; Now we come to chant our lay Waken, lords and ladies gay...
Página 203 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Página 485 - Evan Maccombich looked at him with great earnestness, and, rising up, seemed anxious to speak ; but the confusion of the court, and the perplexity arising from thinking in a language different from that in which he was to express himself, kept him silent. There was a murmur of compassion among the spectators, from the idea that the poor fellow intended to plead the influence of his superior as an excuse for his crime. The Judge commanded silence, and encouraged Evan to proceed. " I was only ganging...
Página vii - It exhibited specimens of every kind, from the romances of chivalry, and the ponderous folios of Cyrus and Cassandra, down to the most approved works of later times. I was plunged into this great ocean of reading without compass or pilot ; and unless when some one...
Página 16 - My intention is not to follow the steps of that inimitable author, in describing such total perversion of intellect as misconstrues the objects actually presented to the senses, but that more common aberration from sound judgment, which apprehends occurrences indeed in their reality, but communicates to them a tincture of its own romantic tone and colouring.
Página 162 - Tis the summons of heroes for conquest or death, When the banners are blazing on mountain and heath : They call to the dirk, the claymore, and the targe, To the march and the muster, the line and the charge. Be the brand of each Chieftain like Fin's in his ire ! May the blood through his veins...
Página 514 - There is no European nation, which, within the course of half a century, or little more, has undergone so complete a change as this kingdom of Scotland.
Página lxv - ... have anticipated a castle scarce less than that of Udolpho, of which the eastern wing had long been uninhabited, and the keys either lost, or consigned to the care of some aged butler or housekeeper, whose trembling steps, about the middle of the second volume, were doomed to guide the hero, or heroine, to the ruinous precincts ? Would not the owl have shrieked and the cricket cried in my very title-page...
Página 516 - It has been my object to describe these persons, not by a caricatured and exaggerated use of the national dialect, but by their habits, manners, and feelings ; so as in some distant degree, to emulate the admirable Irish portraits drawn by Miss Edgeworth, so different from the 'Teagues' and ' dear joys', who so long, with the most perfect family resemblance to each other, occupied the drama and the novel.

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