Landscape - historical illustrations of Scotland, and the Waverley novels: from drawings by J.M.W. Turner, Balmer [and others]. Descriptions by G.N. WrightFisher, Son, & Company, 1836 |
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... voice of " Musket's - Mother , " as the Highlanders uniformly called a great gun , was instantly obeyed , and communicated motion to the entire line . A wild cry of joy from the advancing battalions rent the air , and was then lost in ...
... voice of " Musket's - Mother , " as the Highlanders uniformly called a great gun , was instantly obeyed , and communicated motion to the entire line . A wild cry of joy from the advancing battalions rent the air , and was then lost in ...
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... voice , replied , ' God save King James ! ' These were the last words which Waverley heard him speak . " After this brief but solemn pause , which is repre- sented in the accompanying illustration , " the procession resumed its march ...
... voice , replied , ' God save King James ! ' These were the last words which Waverley heard him speak . " After this brief but solemn pause , which is repre- sented in the accompanying illustration , " the procession resumed its march ...
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... voice , too late , alas ! for the hapless being they are about to engulf . An active horseman and courageous traveller , who happened to be surprised by the tide in crossing from the Cumberland shore , owed the preservation of his life ...
... voice , too late , alas ! for the hapless being they are about to engulf . An active horseman and courageous traveller , who happened to be surprised by the tide in crossing from the Cumberland shore , owed the preservation of his life ...
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... voice : " Why do you not follow ? Must your hour call you twice ? Do you remember your oath ? -were it at kirk or market , wedding or burial : " and she held high her shining forefinger in a menacing attitude . Bertram turned round to ...
... voice : " Why do you not follow ? Must your hour call you twice ? Do you remember your oath ? -were it at kirk or market , wedding or burial : " and she held high her shining forefinger in a menacing attitude . Bertram turned round to ...
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... voice , weak yet clear , resembling that of a wailing infant , exclaim , " How long , Lord , shall thy vengeance be delayed ? " to which a low and awful tone replied , " Endure with patience until the anniversary of this day shall ...
... voice , weak yet clear , resembling that of a wailing infant , exclaim , " How long , Lord , shall thy vengeance be delayed ? " to which a low and awful tone replied , " Endure with patience until the anniversary of this day shall ...
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Página 46 - King James did rushing come. Scarce could they hear, or see their foes, Until at weapon-point they close. They close in clouds of smoke and dust, With sword-sway and with lance's thrust; And such a yell was there Of sudden and portentous birth, As if men fought upon the earth And fiends in upper air; O life and death were in the shout, Recoil and rally, charge and rout, And triumph and despair.
Página 10 - IF thou would'st view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moon-light; For the gay beams of lightsome day Gild, but to flout, the ruins gray.
Página 49 - With boughs that quaked at every breath, Grey birch and aspen wept beneath; Aloft, the ash and warrior oak Cast anchor in the rifted rock; And, higher yet, the pine-tree hung His shattered trunk, and frequent flung, Where seemed the cliffs to meet on high, His boughs athwart the narrowed sky.
Página 24 - The sun was now resting his huge disk upon the edge of the level ocean, and gilded the accumulation of towering clouds through which he had travelled the livelong day, and which now assembled on all sides, like misfortunes and disasters around a sinking empire, and falling monarch.
Página 7 - The scene was singularly romantic. On the verge of a wood, which approached to within a mile of the town of Ashby, was an extensive meadow, of the finest and most beautiful green turf, surrounded on one side by the forest, and fringed on the other by straggling oaktrees, some of which had grown to an immense size.
Página 56 - He could not tell how lang he lay in a trance at the door, but when he gathered himself, he cried on his neighbour, and getting nae answer, raised the house, when Dougal was found lying dead within twa steps of the bed where his master's coffin was placed. As for the whistle, it was...
Página 31 - ... his fine features, that the warders, struck with his rich attire and noble countenance, suffered him to approach the ground over which the queen was to pass, somewhat closer than was permitted to ordinary spectators.
Página 31 - The night had been rainy, and just where the young gentleman st'ood, a small quantity of mud interrupted the Queen's passage. As she hesitated to pass on, the gallant, throwing his cloak from his shoulders, laid it on the miry spot, so as to insure her stepping over it dry-shod.
Página 15 - How gloriously her gallant course she goes! Her white wings flying - never from her foes She walks the waters like a thing of life, And seems to dare the elements to strife.
Página 56 - Robert was blowing it, and up got the twa auld serving-men, and tottered into the room where the dead man lay. Hutcheon saw aneugh at the first glance ; for there were torches in the room, which showed him the foul fiend, in his ain shape, sitting on the Laird's coffin ! Over he cowped as if he had been dead.