Bride of Lammermoor - Peveril of the peakRobert Cadell, Edinburgh; and Whittaker & Company London., 1833 |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 48 találatból.
9. oldal
... heard from the nuptial chamber . It was then the custom , to prevent any coarse plea- santry which old times perhaps admitted , that the key of the nuptial chamber should be in- trusted to the brideman . He was called upon , but refused ...
... heard from the nuptial chamber . It was then the custom , to prevent any coarse plea- santry which old times perhaps admitted , that the key of the nuptial chamber should be in- trusted to the brideman . He was called upon , but refused ...
19. oldal
... heard him curse The year , the month , the day , the hour , the place , The company , the wager , and the race ; Decry all recreations , with the names Of Isthmian , Pythian , and Olympick games ; Exclaim against them all , both old and ...
... heard him curse The year , the month , the day , the hour , the place , The company , the wager , and the race ; Decry all recreations , with the names Of Isthmian , Pythian , and Olympick games ; Exclaim against them all , both old and ...
43. oldal
... , as my stockings were , and the gold instantlie restored to the gentle- woman . I have often heard that the eating or gnawing of cloths by rats is ominous , and portends some mischance to fall on those to whom the A LEGEND OF MONTROSE .
... , as my stockings were , and the gold instantlie restored to the gentle- woman . I have often heard that the eating or gnawing of cloths by rats is ominous , and portends some mischance to fall on those to whom the A LEGEND OF MONTROSE .
44. oldal
... heard indeed many fine stories told of rats , how they abandon houses and ships , when the first are to be burnt , and the second dround . Naturalists say they are very sagacious creatures , and I beleeve they are so ; bot I shall never ...
... heard indeed many fine stories told of rats , how they abandon houses and ships , when the first are to be burnt , and the second dround . Naturalists say they are very sagacious creatures , and I beleeve they are so ; bot I shall never ...
48. oldal
... heard of mortal sound , Save from the clanking arms they bore , That rattled on the marble floor ; And each , as he approach'd in haste , Upon the scalp his right hand placed ; With livid lip , and gather'd brow , Each uttered , in his ...
... heard of mortal sound , Save from the clanking arms they bore , That rattled on the marble floor ; And each , as he approach'd in haste , Upon the scalp his right hand placed ; With livid lip , and gather'd brow , Each uttered , in his ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Abbot afterwards ancient appears Ardvoirlich betwixt Blood BRIDE OF LAMMERMOOR called Captain Castle character church Countess Countess of Derby court Cumnor curious dance David Ramsay death Deemster Douglas Duke Earl of Derby Edinburgh Edward Christian England executed fairy father favour fortune FORTUNES OF NIGEL gentleman George Heriot give hand hath heard honour horse inhabitants island Isle James Kennaquhair Kilpont King King's lady Laird land lived Lord Majesty manner Melrose Montrose murder narrative never night occasion Oliphaunt party pass Peel Castle person plot Popish Plot present prisoner Queen reader received reign romance Saint scene Scotland Scottish seems seen Sir John Stair Stewart stone story supposed sword taken tale thing Thomas Blood thou thy fate tion told Tower William Christian William de Douglas William Dhône young Zetland
Népszerű szakaszok
438. oldal - There's such divinity doth hedge a king, That treason can but peep to what it would, Acts little of his will.
211. oldal - The dews of summer night did fall ; The moon, sweet regent of the -sky, Silver'd the walls of Cumnor Hall, And many an oak that grew thereby. Now nought was heard beneath the skies, The sounds of busy life were still, * Save an unhappy lady's sighs, . That issued from that lonely pile.
7. oldal - If a man vow a vow unto the LORD, or swear an oath to bind his soul with a bond; he shall not break his word, he shall do according to all that proceedeth out of his mouth.
185. oldal - Lifted her up, a weary weight, Over the threshold of the gate : Then the lady rose again, And moved, as she were not in pain. So free from danger, free from fear, They cross'd the court : right glad they were. And Christabel devoutly cried To the lady by her side ; ' Praise we the Virgin all divine Who hath rescued thee from thy distress!' 'Alas, alas!' said Geraldine, ' I cannot speak for weariness.
212. oldal - I'm told, is beauty's throne, Where every lady's passing rare, That Eastern flowers, that shame the sun, Are not so glowing, not so fair. "Then, Earl, why didst thou leave the beds Where roses and where lilies vie, To seek a primrose, whose pale shades Must sicken when those gauds are by? '"Mong rural beauties I was one, Among the fields wild flowers are fair; Some country swain might me have won, And thought my beauty passing rare.
80. oldal - ... than exalted by an attempt to reward virtue with temporal prosperity. Such is not the recompense which Providence has deemed worthy of suffering merit ; and it is a dangerous and fatal doctrine to teach young persons, the most common readers of romance, that rectitude of conduct and of principle are either naturally allied with, or adequately rewarded by, the gratification of our passions, or attainment of our wishes. In a word, if a virtuous and self-denied character is dismissed with temporal...
408. oldal - Here lies our sovereign lord the King, Whose word no man relies on ; Who never said a foolish thing, And never did a wise one.
180. oldal - Sir this is a busy day with us, we cannot hear you, it is Robin Hood's day. The parish are gone abroad to gather for Robin Hood. I pray you let them not.
131. oldal - But though such an unconnected course of adventures is what most frequently occurs in nature, yet the province of the romance writer being artificial, there is more required from him than a mere compliance with the simplicity of reality...
211. oldal - No lark more blithe, no flower more gay ; And, like the bird that haunts the thorn, So merrily sung the livelong day. "If that my beauty is but small, Among court ladies all despised, Why didst thou rend it from that hall, Where, scornful earl, it well was prized?