Historical romances of the author of Waverley, المجلد 2 |
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الصفحة 12
... monks call thee ! -That secret I deemed locked in my own breast , and in that of one beside - the temptress , the par- taker of my guilt . - Go , leave me , fiend ! and seek the Saxon witch Ulrica , who alone could tell thee what she ...
... monks call thee ! -That secret I deemed locked in my own breast , and in that of one beside - the temptress , the par- taker of my guilt . - Go , leave me , fiend ! and seek the Saxon witch Ulrica , who alone could tell thee what she ...
الصفحة 65
... bunch of them were not worth a cardecu . The prisoner I speak of is better booty — a jolly monk riding to visit his leman , an I may judge by his VOL . II . E horse - gear and wearing apparel . - Here cometh IVANHOE . 65.
... bunch of them were not worth a cardecu . The prisoner I speak of is better booty — a jolly monk riding to visit his leman , an I may judge by his VOL . II . E horse - gear and wearing apparel . - Here cometh IVANHOE . 65.
الصفحة 82
... the dis- tant and solitary fens of Holderness . The bird came fluttering down , transfixed with the arrow . 66 There , Prior , " said the Captain , “ are quills enow to supply all the monks of Jorvaulx for the 2 IVANHOE .
... the dis- tant and solitary fens of Holderness . The bird came fluttering down , transfixed with the arrow . 66 There , Prior , " said the Captain , “ are quills enow to supply all the monks of Jorvaulx for the 2 IVANHOE .
الصفحة 83
... monks of Jorvaulx for the next hundred years , an they take not to writing chronicles . " The Prior sat down , and at great leisure indited an epistle to Brian de Bois - Guilbert , and having carefully sealed up the tablets , delivered ...
... monks of Jorvaulx for the next hundred years , an they take not to writing chronicles . " The Prior sat down , and at great leisure indited an epistle to Brian de Bois - Guilbert , and having carefully sealed up the tablets , delivered ...
الصفحة 116
... Monks should devote to raise their pot - herbs . - And O , Conrade ! well it were that the relaxation of discipline stop- ped even here ! -Well thou knowest that we were forbidden to receive those devout women , who at the beginning ...
... Monks should devote to raise their pot - herbs . - And O , Conrade ! well it were that the relaxation of discipline stop- ped even here ! -Well thou knowest that we were forbidden to receive those devout women , who at the beginning ...
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Abbot Albert answered arms Athelstane Avenel Beaumanoir better betwixt Black Knight blood Bracy brethren Brian de Bois-Guilbert brother called Captain castle Cedric champion church companion Dame Elspeth Dame Glendinning daughter death evil exclaimed eyes Father Eustace Father Philip fear Fitzurse Friar Friar Tuck Front-de-Bœuf glen Glendearg Grand Master Gurth hand hath head heart Heaven Holy Order honour horse Isaac Ivanhoe Jedediah Cleishbotham Jewess King knave knowest lance Locksley look maiden Malvoisin Monastery Monk never noble Order Outlaw pray Preceptor priest Prince John Prior ransom Rebecca replied reverend father Richard Richard Plantagenet Rowena Sacristan Saint Dunstan Saint George Saint Mary's Saxon shew Sir Knight stranger Sub-Prior sword tell Templar Temple Templestowe thee ther thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt Tibb tion tower voice Waldemar Wamba Wilfred woman words yeoman
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الصفحة 312 - His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
الصفحة 19 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness, and humility : But when the blast of war...
الصفحة 19 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding— which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
الصفحة 182 - With priest's and warrior's voice between. No portents now our foes amaze, Forsaken Israel wanders lone : Our fathers would not know Thy ways, And Thou hast left them to their own. But present still, though now unseen ! When brightly shines the...
الصفحة 183 - To temper the deceitful ray. And oh, when stoops on Judah's path In shade and storm the frequent night, Be THOU, long-suffering, slow to wrath, A burning, and a shining light! Our harps we left by Babel's streams, The tyrant's jest, the Gentile's scorn; No censer round our altar beams, And mute our timbrel, trump, and horn.