The Pirate, Volúmenes 1-3Archibald Constable and Company; and Hurst, Robinson, and Company, London., 1822 - 346 páginas |
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... father's landlord and protector , Magnus Troil . It was not entirely the hearty and sincere wel- come of the worthy old Magnate , nor the sense that he was in effect his father's patron , which occasioned these frequent visits . The ...
... father's landlord and protector , Magnus Troil . It was not entirely the hearty and sincere wel- come of the worthy old Magnate , nor the sense that he was in effect his father's patron , which occasioned these frequent visits . The ...
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... father's heart , and the light of his old eyes ; and although indulged to a degree which might have endangered his comfort and their own , they repaid his affection with a love , into which even blind indulgence had not introduced ...
... father's heart , and the light of his old eyes ; and although indulged to a degree which might have endangered his comfort and their own , they repaid his affection with a love , into which even blind indulgence had not introduced ...
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... father ( his name was Saint Clair , ) pined for his native glen , his feudal tower , his clansmen , and his fallen authority , and died not long after his arrival in Zetland . The beauty of his orphan daughter , despite her Scottish ...
... father ( his name was Saint Clair , ) pined for his native glen , his feudal tower , his clansmen , and his fallen authority , and died not long after his arrival in Zetland . The beauty of his orphan daughter , despite her Scottish ...
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... father and to each other . But the cheer- fulness of Brenda mixed itself with the every- , day business of life , and seemed inexhaustible in its profusion . The less , buoyant spirit of her sister , appeared to bring to society a con ...
... father and to each other . But the cheer- fulness of Brenda mixed itself with the every- , day business of life , and seemed inexhaustible in its profusion . The less , buoyant spirit of her sister , appeared to bring to society a con ...
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... father loved the maidens both so well , that it might be difficult to say which he liked best , saving that , perchance , he loved his graver damsel better in the walk without doors , and his merry maiden better by the fire - side ...
... father loved the maidens both so well , that it might be difficult to say which he liked best , saving that , perchance , he loved his graver damsel better in the walk without doors , and his merry maiden better by the fire - side ...
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amongst ancient answered auld better betwixt bonny Brenda Bryce Burgh-Westra called Captain Cleveland cliff Clinkscale dark daunt door Drows elder Mertoun exclaimed father favour Fitful-head folks frae fury goose guests Halcro hand handsome Harfra hear heard hospitality inhabitants islands isles jagger Jarlshof journey land Lerwick look Lord Chamberlain Magnus Troil mair mansion Master Mordaunt maun mind Minna Mistress Baby Mordaunt Mertoun never Norna Norse occasion ocean once Orkney pedlar precipice racter Ranzelman Reim-kennar replied Mordaunt rienced rock Saint Andrews scarce Scotland seemed share sheltie shew sister song stood storm Stourburgh strange stranger Sumburgh-head Swertha tacksman tell tempest thing thou thought Thule tion tone Triptole Triptolemus Yellowley Tronda troth Udaller Unst usual vessel voice waves weather weel wild woman young youth Zetland
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Página 50 - 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 49 - 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 297 - Tom, as they used to call him — somewhat roughly treated by the glorious John, you remember — Mordaunt, you remember — Methinks I see the new Arion sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy nail ; At thy well-sharpen'd thumb, from shore to shore, The trebles squeak for fear, the basses roar.