Edith of Glammis, by Cuthbert Clutterbuck of Kennaquhair |
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Pàgina 118
... smile disappeared from his ardent gaze , but not till every line of the most sunny countenance and perfect features he had ever beheld were traced upon the tablet of Sir Percy's heart . For some minutes , neither of the two spoke . The ...
... smile disappeared from his ardent gaze , but not till every line of the most sunny countenance and perfect features he had ever beheld were traced upon the tablet of Sir Percy's heart . For some minutes , neither of the two spoke . The ...
Pàgina 143
... smile upon his face ; and he merely muttered , more as if speaking to himself than to him whom he addressed " It may be so , Sir Percy - it may be so . But come neither your summer nor your - autumn have yet arrived ; and as you will ...
... smile upon his face ; and he merely muttered , more as if speaking to himself than to him whom he addressed " It may be so , Sir Percy - it may be so . But come neither your summer nor your - autumn have yet arrived ; and as you will ...
Pàgina 150
... smile of cold contempt , which stung the youthful knight to the soul ; and as the loud laugh of Geffrey still sounded in his ears , and that smile played before his eyes , he felt as if his judgment and veracity were alike scorned and ...
... smile of cold contempt , which stung the youthful knight to the soul ; and as the loud laugh of Geffrey still sounded in his ears , and that smile played before his eyes , he felt as if his judgment and veracity were alike scorned and ...
Pàgina 166
... smile which had been seen on his coun- tenance that day , or perhaps for many a long day before , now passed over it ; but it was like the lurid gleam of a sulphury meteor , lighting up a dreary and deserted landscape . 166 EDITH OF ...
... smile which had been seen on his coun- tenance that day , or perhaps for many a long day before , now passed over it ; but it was like the lurid gleam of a sulphury meteor , lighting up a dreary and deserted landscape . 166 EDITH OF ...
Pàgina 175
... smile passed over the features of Sir Aylmer " Hark ye , Geffrey Pol- warth , " he said , in a bitter tone , in which it was difficult to discover whether congra- tulation at his own individual fortune , or regret for the downfal of his ...
... smile passed over the features of Sir Aylmer " Hark ye , Geffrey Pol- warth , " he said , in a bitter tone , in which it was difficult to discover whether congra- tulation at his own individual fortune , or regret for the downfal of his ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
answered Sir apartment appeared armour arms aught Balthazar beautiful beggar beheld bestow betwixt breast bright burst calm countenance dark darted dear Public deep Derwent water doomster door doubt dwarf exclaimed Sir Percy eyes fair familiar spirits farther feeling flower of chivalry gambeson gazed Geffrey glance golden nobles goodly hand hath head heard heart holy order honour interrupted Jacob Polwarth James Jasper Jenkins Jenkins of Erngray KENNAQUHAIR king Knight Templar Lady Edith Lady Glammis Lancy land light lips look lord man-at-arms master ment methinks mind minstrel nought once passed preceptory renowned Francis respect round scarcely seemed shew shouted side Sir Aylmer Lyon Sir Hugh sir knight Sir Percy Douglas Sir Percy's smile soldado soon sound steed stood stranger Templesthwaite thee thou thought tion tone turned uncon uttered Verna voice whilk wild words younker youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 12 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
Pàgina 86 - A man also or a woman that hath a familiar spirit, or that is a wizard, shall surely be put to death: they shall stone them with stones: their blood ¡hall be upon them.
Pàgina 243 - Away, away, my steed and I, Upon the pinions of the wind, All human dwellings left behind ; We sped like meteors through the sky...
Pàgina 25 - Now stench and blackness yawn like death : oh plead With famine or wind-walking pestilence, Blind lightning or the deaf sea ; — not with man ! Cruel, cold, formal man ; righteous in words, In deeds a Cain ! No, mother, we must die : Since such is the reward of innocent lives, Such the alleviation of worst wrongs.
Pàgina 260 - STATELY stept he east the wa', And stately stept he west, Full seventy years he now had seen, Wi' scarce seven years of rest. He liv'd when Britons breach of faith Wrought Scotland mickle wae : And ay his sword tauld to their cost, He was their deadlye fae.
Pàgina 288 - While the tinker did dine, he had plenty of wine, Rich canary, with sherry and tent superfine. Like a right honest soul, faith, he took off his bowl, Till at last he began for to tumble and roul From his chair to the floor, where he sleeping did snore, Being seven times drunker than ever before.
Pàgina 253 - Gallant captain show some pity To a lady in distress ; Leave me not within this city, For to die in heaviness. Thou hast set this present day my body free, But my heart in prison still remains with thee.' ' How shouldst thou, fair lady, love me, Whom thou know'st thy country's foe? Thy fair words make me suspect thee: Serpents lie where flowers grow.
Pàgina 184 - And down she suck'd with her the whirling wave, Like one who grapples with his enemy, And strives to strangle him before he die.
Pàgina 289 - From his chair to the floor, where he sleeping did snore, Being seven times drunker than ever before. Then the duke did ordain, they should strip him amain, And restore him his old leather garments again...
Pàgina 279 - O wow ! quo' he, were I as free As first when I saw this countrie, How blythe and merry wad I be ! And I wad never think lang.