The Pirate, Volúmenes 1-3Archibald Constable and Company; and Hurst, Robinson, and Company, London., 1822 - 346 páginas |
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... turn ; there are no more robbers in this country than there are lambs at Youle . I tell you , as I have told you an hundred times , there are no High- landmen to harry us here . This is a land of quiet and honesty . O fortunati nimium ...
... turn ; there are no more robbers in this country than there are lambs at Youle . I tell you , as I have told you an hundred times , there are no High- landmen to harry us here . This is a land of quiet and honesty . O fortunati nimium ...
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... turn out the intruder . But for this undertaking , Triptolemus Yellowley felt neither courage nor zeal , nor did circumstances seem at all to warrant the favourable conclusion of any fray in which he might enter with the young stranger ...
... turn out the intruder . But for this undertaking , Triptolemus Yellowley felt neither courage nor zeal , nor did circumstances seem at all to warrant the favourable conclusion of any fray in which he might enter with the young stranger ...
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... turned up and handsomely coppered at the extremity , seemed to intimate something of an occasional treaty with Bacchus . It was like to be no equal mellay betwixt persons of such unequal form and strength ; and the dif- ference betwixt ...
... turned up and handsomely coppered at the extremity , seemed to intimate something of an occasional treaty with Bacchus . It was like to be no equal mellay betwixt persons of such unequal form and strength ; and the dif- ference betwixt ...
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... turned about the boat against the sun , and then there's nought to be done that day . " " Weel , weel , brother , ye are so wise , " said Baby , " because ye knapped Latin at Saint Andrews ; and can your lair tell me then what 108 THE ...
... turned about the boat against the sun , and then there's nought to be done that day . " " Weel , weel , brother , ye are so wise , " said Baby , " because ye knapped Latin at Saint Andrews ; and can your lair tell me then what 108 THE ...
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... turning to the stranger- “ a very hallan- shaker loon , as ever crossed my twa e'en . " " I am a jagger , if it like your ladyship , " re- plied the uninvited guest , a stout , vulgar , little VOL . I. H man , who had indeed the humble ...
... turning to the stranger- “ a very hallan- shaker loon , as ever crossed my twa e'en . " " I am a jagger , if it like your ladyship , " re- plied the uninvited guest , a stout , vulgar , little VOL . I. H man , who had indeed the humble ...
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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.