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Woe to the coward , that ever he was born , Who did not draw the sword before he blew the horn ! At the same time a whirlwind of irresistible fury howled through the long hall , bore the unfortunate horse - jockey clear out of the mouth ...
Woe to the coward , that ever he was born , Who did not draw the sword before he blew the horn ! At the same time a whirlwind of irresistible fury howled through the long hall , bore the unfortunate horse - jockey clear out of the mouth ...
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affection ancient answered appeared arms asked attend Author Baron Bradwardine brother brought called Captain carried cause CHAPTER character chief chieftain command course dear Edward English entered Evan expressed fair father favour feelings Fergus Flora followed gave give given ground hall hand head heard heart hero Highland honour hope horse interest kind king Lady land least leave length less letter light lived look Lord Mac-Ivor manner matter means mind Miss morning natural never Note Novels object observed occasion officer once opinion party passed perhaps person political present probably reader reason received respect returned romance Rose scene Scotland Scott seemed seen short side sound spirit supposed thought tion Tully-Veolan turn usual Waverley whole wild wish young youth
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Página lvii - 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 85 - 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. "Do the verses he sings...
Página lvi - Springlets in the dawn are steaming, 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,
Página 233 - 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 90 - Edward, on the contrary, loved to fill up and round the sketch with the colouring of a warm and vivid imagination, which gives light and life to the actors and speakers in the drama of past ages.
Página cxii - ... readers understand, that they will meet in the following pages neither a romance of chivalry, nor a tale of modern manners ; that my hero will neither have iron on his shoulders, as of yore, nor on the heels of his boots, as is the present fashion of Bond Street ; and that my damsels will neither be clothed
Página xxx - Scott as much as owned himself the Author of Waverley to me in Murray's shop. I was talking to him about that novel, and lamented that its author had not carried back the story nearer to the time of the Revolution —Scott, entirely off his guard, replied, ' Ay, I might have done so; but — ' there he stopped. It was in vain to attempt to correct himself; he looked confused, and relieved his embarrassment by a precipitate retreat.
Página cx - Or if I had rather chosen to call my work a " Sentimental Tale," would it not have been a sufficient presage of a heroine with a profusion of auburn hair, and a harp, the soft solace of her solitary hours, which she fortunately finds always the means of transporting from castle to...
Página 131 - Gordon, and that at deep midnight, through scenes of difficulty and toil, separated from his attendant, left by his guide :— What a variety of incidents for the exercise of a romantic imagination, and all enhanced by the solemn feeling of uncertainty, at least, if not of danger...
Página 181 - The larger was placid, and even sullen in its course, wheeling in deep eddies, or sleeping in dark blue pools ; but the motions of the lesser brook were rapid and furious, issuing from between precipices, like a maniac from his confinement, all foam and uproar.