Historical romances of the author of Waverley, المجلد 2 |
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الصفحة 22
... less re- gretted , as it gave Ulrica time to execute her plan of diversion in their favour , whatever that might be . 66 But when the raft was completed , " It avails not waiting here longer , " said the Black Knight ; the sun is ...
... less re- gretted , as it gave Ulrica time to execute her plan of diversion in their favour , whatever that might be . 66 But when the raft was completed , " It avails not waiting here longer , " said the Black Knight ; the sun is ...
الصفحة 44
... less outlaws , who could be appalled by no danger when such rewards were in view . Yet so strict were the laws of their society , that no one ven- tured to appropriate any part of the booty , which was brought into one common mass to be ...
... less outlaws , who could be appalled by no danger when such rewards were in view . Yet so strict were the laws of their society , that no one ven- tured to appropriate any part of the booty , which was brought into one common mass to be ...
الصفحة 68
... less for a Chris- tian - far less for a priest - and least of all for the Prior of the holy community of Jorvaulx . Here is a profane and drunken minstrel , called Allan - a- Dale - nebulo quidam - who has menaced me with corporeal ...
... less for a Chris- tian - far less for a priest - and least of all for the Prior of the holy community of Jorvaulx . Here is a profane and drunken minstrel , called Allan - a- Dale - nebulo quidam - who has menaced me with corporeal ...
الصفحة 72
... less soft in his stall . " " Six hundred crowns , " said the leader , gravely ; " I am contented - thou hast well spoken , Isaac six hundred crowns . - It is a sentence , Sir Prior . ” " A sentence ! -a sentence ! " exclaimed the band ...
... less soft in his stall . " " Six hundred crowns , " said the leader , gravely ; " I am contented - thou hast well spoken , Isaac six hundred crowns . - It is a sentence , Sir Prior . ” " A sentence ! -a sentence ! " exclaimed the band ...
الصفحة 75
... less to provide for , Jew , if thou art childless , " said Aymer . " Alas ! my lord , " said Isaac , " your law permits you not to know how the child of our bosom is en- twined with the strings of our heart - O Rebecca ! daughter of my ...
... less to provide for , Jew , if thou art childless , " said Aymer . " Alas ! my lord , " said Isaac , " your law permits you not to know how the child of our bosom is en- twined with the strings of our heart - O Rebecca ! daughter of my ...
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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.