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affected ancient answered appeared arms asked attend attendant Baron bear Bradwardine brother called Captain Waverley carried cause Chapter character Chief Chieftain clan command considered course danger dear Edward English entered Evan expressed fair father favour feelings Fergus Flora followed give guest hand head heard heart hero Highland honour hope horse interest kind King Lady late least leave length less letter light lived look Lord Mac-Ivor manner matter means mind Miss morning natural never night Note object observed occasion officer once opened party passed perhaps person political present probably reason received rendered respect returned romance Rose scene Scotland seemed seen short side Sir Everard sister supposed sword thing thought tion Tully-Veolan turned usual Waverley whole wild wish young
Página lv - You shall see him brought to bay; ' Waken, lords and ladies gay.' Louder, louder chant the lay, Waken, lords and ladies gay! Tell them youth and mirth and glee Run a course as well as we; Time, stern huntsman! who can baulk, Stanch as hound and fleet as hawk; Think of this, and rise with day Gentle lords and ladies gay!
Página 107 - Hie away, hie away, Over bank and over brae, Where the copsewood is the greenest, Where the fountains glisten sheenest, Where the lady-fern grows strongest, Where the morning dew lies longest, Where the black-cock sweetest sips it, Where the fairy latest trips it : Hie to haunts right seldom seen, Lovely, lonesome, cool and green, Over bank and over brae, Hie away, hie away. 118 'Do the verses he sings/ asked Waverley, 'belong to old Scottish poetry, Miss Bradwardine ? '
Página liv - Waken, lords and ladies gay ! On the mountain dawns the day; All the jolly chase is here, With hawk and horse, and hunting spear ; Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily, merrily, mingle they, " Waken, lords and ladies gay...
Página 261 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer, A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe — My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!
Página liv - WAKEN, lords and ladies gay, On the mountain dawns the day, All the jolly chase is here, With hawk, and horse, and hunting-spear ! Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily, merrily, mingle they,
Página 210 - Tis the summons of heroes for conquest or death, When the banners are blazing on mountain and heath ; They call to the dirk, claymore, and the targe, To the march and the muster, the line and the charge. Be the brand of each chieftain like Fin's in his ire! 'May the blood through his veins flow like currents of fire!
Página lv - Diamonds on the brake are gleaming; And foresters have busy been To track the buck in thicket green; Now we come to chant our lay " Waken, lords and ladies gay." Waken, lords and ladies gay, To the greenwood haste away; We can show you where he lies, Fleet of foot and tall of size; We can show the marks he made When 'gainst the oak his antlers fray'd; You shall see him brought to bay; "Waken, lords and ladies gay.
Página 290 - Pork, or swine's flesh, in any shape, was, till of late years, much abominated by the Scotch, nor is it yet a favourite food amongst them. King Jamie carried this prejudice to England, and is known to have abhorred pork almost as much as he did tobacco. Ben Jonson has recorded this peculiarity, where the gipsy in a masque, examining the king's hand, says,— —'you should, by this line, Love a horse, and a hound, but no part of a swine.'— THE GYPSIES METAMORPHOSED.
Página 205 - Flora's eye, exalted the richness and purity of her complexion, and enhanced the dignity and grace of her beautiful form. Edward thought he had never, even in his wildest dreams, imagined a figure of such exquisite and interesting loveliness. The wild beauty of the retreat, bursting upon him as if by magic, augmented the mingled feeling of delight and awe with which he approached her, like a fair enchantress of Boiardo or Ariosto, by whose nod the scenery around seemed to have been created an Eden...