Historical romances of the author of Waverley, المجلد 2 |
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الصفحة 9
... heart , though hard as a nether millstone , became appal- led as he gazed forward into the waste darkness of futurity . The fever of his body aided the impa- tience and agony of his mind , and his death - bed exhibited a mixture of the ...
... heart , though hard as a nether millstone , became appal- led as he gazed forward into the waste darkness of futurity . The fever of his body aided the impa- tience and agony of his mind , and his death - bed exhibited a mixture of the ...
الصفحة 22
... hearts , stand by me , and be ready to thrust the raft endlong across the moat whenever the postern on our side is thrown open . Follow me boldly across , and aid me to burst yon sally - port in the main wall of the castle . As many of ...
... hearts , stand by me , and be ready to thrust the raft endlong across the moat whenever the postern on our side is thrown open . Follow me boldly across , and aid me to burst yon sally - port in the main wall of the castle . As many of ...
الصفحة 32
... heart be not hard as thy breast - plate - save my aged fa- ther - save this wounded knight ! " " A knight , " answered the Templar , with his characteristic calmness , " a knight , Rebecca , must encounter his fate , whether it meet him ...
... heart be not hard as thy breast - plate - save my aged fa- ther - save this wounded knight ! " " A knight , " answered the Templar , with his characteristic calmness , " a knight , Rebecca , must encounter his fate , whether it meet him ...
الصفحة 45
... heart the safety of their spiritual father . 66 Meanwhile , let us proceed , " said Locksley ; " for when this bold deed shall be sounded abroad , the bands of De Bracy , of Malvoisin , and other allies of Front - de - Bœuf , will be in ...
... heart the safety of their spiritual father . 66 Meanwhile , let us proceed , " said Locksley ; " for when this bold deed shall be sounded abroad , the bands of De Bracy , of Malvoisin , and other allies of Front - de - Bœuf , will be in ...
الصفحة 46
... heart is oppressed with sadness . The noble Athelstane of Coningsburgh is no more — the last sprout of the sainted Confessor ! Hopes have perished with him which can never return ! -A sparkle hath been quenched by his blood , which no ...
... heart is oppressed with sadness . The noble Athelstane of Coningsburgh is no more — the last sprout of the sainted Confessor ! Hopes have perished with him which can never return ! -A sparkle hath been quenched by his blood , which no ...
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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.