Landscape - historical illustrations of Scotland, and the Waverley novels: from drawings by J.M.W. Turner, Balmer [and others]. Descriptions by G.N. Wright
Fisher, Son, & Company, 1836
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Abbot amongst ancient answered appeared approached arms attended battle bear beautiful body called castle cause character chief church close commanded continued crossed dark death deep distance Duke England English escape exclaimed fair father fear feet fire followed friends give hand head held Highland hills honour Hope horse interest Jeanie king knight lady lake land length less light Loch look Lord manner master miles mind natural never noble object occasion occupied once original party passed period person possessed present prince Queen raised remained returned rising river rock round scene Scotland Scott seat seemed shore side situated soon sound stand stood sword thou took tower turned village voice walls Waverley whole wild young
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 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.