Bride of Lammermoor - Peveril of the peakRobert Cadell, Edinburgh; and Whittaker & Company London., 1833 |
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34. oldal
... is ascertained by a proclamation from the Privy Council , dated 4th February 1589 , directing letters of fire and sword against * See Appendix , No. I. the MacGregors . * This fearful commission was executed with 34 INTRODUCTION TO.
... is ascertained by a proclamation from the Privy Council , dated 4th February 1589 , directing letters of fire and sword against * See Appendix , No. I. the MacGregors . * This fearful commission was executed with 34 INTRODUCTION TO.
50. oldal
... sword ; and this commission to endure for the space of three years . " Such was the system of police in 1589 ; and such the state of Scotland nearly thirty years after the Refor- mation . POSTSCRIPT . WHILE these pages were passing ...
... sword ; and this commission to endure for the space of three years . " Such was the system of police in 1589 ; and such the state of Scotland nearly thirty years after the Refor- mation . POSTSCRIPT . WHILE these pages were passing ...
56. oldal
... sword . INTERPOLATED PASSAGE ; after the paragraph in the text ending " when the fellow had approached within a few paces of him . " —P . 115 , 1. 10 . It is very well , thought the Ritt - master to himself ; he annuls my parole by ...
... sword . INTERPOLATED PASSAGE ; after the paragraph in the text ending " when the fellow had approached within a few paces of him . " —P . 115 , 1. 10 . It is very well , thought the Ritt - master to himself ; he annuls my parole by ...
84. oldal
... swords are rust ; Their souls are with the saints , we trust.— P. 132 . These lines are part of an unpublished poem by Cole- ridge , whose muse so often tantalizes with fragments which indicate her powers , while the manner in which she ...
... swords are rust ; Their souls are with the saints , we trust.— P. 132 . These lines are part of an unpublished poem by Cole- ridge , whose muse so often tantalizes with fragments which indicate her powers , while the manner in which she ...
86. oldal
... swords , and the heads of halberds , or bills , are often found there ; one place is called the " Danes ' well , " an- other the " Battle flats . " From a tradition that the weapon with which the Norwegian champion was slain , resembled ...
... swords , and the heads of halberds , or bills , are often found there ; one place is called the " Danes ' well , " an- other the " Battle flats . " From a tradition that the weapon with which the Norwegian champion was slain , resembled ...
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?