Ivanhoe. By the 'author of Waverley'. |
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... better food in the cell , Holy Clerk , since you first doffed your cowl . - Your keeper is ever a jovial fellow ; and none who beheld thy grinders contending with these peas , and thy throat flooded with this un- genial element , could ...
... better food in the cell , Holy Clerk , since you first doffed your cowl . - Your keeper is ever a jovial fellow ; and none who beheld thy grinders contending with these peas , and thy throat flooded with this un- genial element , could ...
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... violence . Credit me , it is better to enjoy the good which God sends thee , than to be impertinently curious how it comes . Fill thy cup , and welcome ; and do , not , I pray thee , by further impertinent enqui- IVANHOE . 217.
... violence . Credit me , it is better to enjoy the good which God sends thee , than to be impertinently curious how it comes . Fill thy cup , and welcome ; and do , not , I pray thee , by further impertinent enqui- IVANHOE . 217.
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... better informed according to the information of the times , had lost most of the superstitious prejudices which their ancestors had brought from Scandinavia , and piqued themselves upon thinking freely upon such topics . In the present ...
... better informed according to the information of the times , had lost most of the superstitious prejudices which their ancestors had brought from Scandinavia , and piqued themselves upon thinking freely upon such topics . In the present ...
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... better turn back , and abide with the Abbot until the afternoon - it is unlucky to travel where your path is crossed by a monk , a hare , or a howling dog , until you have eaten your next meal . » « Away ! " said Cedric , impatiently ...
... better turn back , and abide with the Abbot until the afternoon - it is unlucky to travel where your path is crossed by a monk , a hare , or a howling dog , until you have eaten your next meal . » « Away ! " said Cedric , impatiently ...
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... better , » said he , « to leave them two of our attendants and two horses to convey them back to the next village . It will diminish our strength but little ; and , with your good sword , noble Athelstane , and the aid of those who ...
... better , » said he , « to leave them two of our attendants and two horses to convey them back to the next village . It will diminish our strength but little ; and , with your good sword , noble Athelstane , and the aid of those who ...
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Ivanhoe. by the 'Author of Waverley' <span dir=ltr>Bart ) Walter Scott (sir</span> لا تتوفر معاينة - 2019 |
Ivanhoe. by the Author of 'Waverley' <span dir=ltr>Sir Walter Scott (bart )</span> لا تتوفر معاينة - 2019 |
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
anchorite answered Cedric answered the Templar arms Ashby assailants Athelstane barbican Baron battlements beauty becca Black Knight blood Bracy Bracy's Brian de Bois-Guilbert captivity castle Christian cnichts companion Copmanhurst dare daughter deed defence dungeon enterprize evil exclaimed eyes fair fate father fear Fitzurse fool forest friar Front-de Gurth hand hast thou hath head heard heart Heaven hermit Holy Clerk honour horse Isaac Ivanhoe Jester Jewess knaves Lady Rowena Locksley look maiden master monk narch Norman outlaws Pax vobiscum poniard postern priest Prince John prisoners ransom Rebecca Reginald Front-de-Boeuf replied the knight reverend Rotherwood Saint Saracens Saxon seemed shew Sir Knight St Dunstan sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou may'st thou shalt thou wilt thyself Torquil tribe of Benjamin trust turret Ulrica Urfried voice walls Wamba Wilfrid wounded wretch yeoman yonder
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الصفحة 222 - And I must lie here like a bedridden monk," exclaimed Ivanhoe, " while the game that gives me freedom or death is played out by the hand of others !— Look from the window once again, kind maiden, but beware that you are not marked by the archers beneath — Look out once more, and tell me if they yet advance to the storm.
الصفحة 223 - They pull down the piles and palisades; they hew down the barriers with axes. — His high black plume floats abroad over the throng, like a raven over the field of the slain. — They have made a breach in the barriers — they rush in — they are thrust back ! — Frontde-Boeuf heads the defenders; I see his gigantic form above the press.
الصفحة 219 - A singular novelty," muttered the knight, " to advance to storm such a castle without pennon or banner displayed ! Seest thou who they be that act as leaders ? " " A knight, clad in sable armour, is the most conspicuous," said the Jewess ; "he alone is armed from head to heel, and seems to assume the direction of all around him.
الصفحة 226 - The bridge - the bridge which communicates with the castle - have they won that pass?" exclaimed Ivanhoe. "No," replied Rebecca, "The Templar has destroyed the plank on which they crossed - few of the defenders escaped with him into the castle - the shrieks and cries which you hear tell the...
الصفحة 11 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view. From youth to age a reverend hermit grew; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well: Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
الصفحة 227 - all about him is black as the wing of the night raven. Nothing can I spy that can mark him further; but having once seen him put forth his strength in battle, methinks I could know him again among a thousand warriors. He rushes to the fray as if he were summoned to a banquet. There is more than mere strength — there seems as if the whole soul and spirit of the champion were given to even- blow which he deals upon his enemies.
الصفحة 220 - Her description was here suddenly interrupted by the signal for assault, which was given by the blast of a shrill bugle, and at once answered by a flourish of the Norman trumpets from the battlements, which, mingled with the deep and hollow clank of the nakers (a species of kettledrum), retorted in notes of defiance the challenge of the enemy.
الصفحة 223 - I see him not,' said Rebecca. ' Foul craven ! ' exclaimed Ivanhoe ; ' does he blench from the helm when the wind blows highest ? ' ' He blenches not ! — he blenches not ! ' said Rebecca, ' I see him now ; he leads a body of men close under the outer barrier of the barbican.* They pull down the piles and palisades ; they hew down the barriers with axes. His high black plume floats abroad over the throng, like a raven over the field of the slain. They have made a breach in the barriers — they rush...
الصفحة 163 - But I have griefs of other kind, Troubles and sorrows more severe; Give me to ease my tortured mind, Lend to my woes a patient ear; And let me, if I may not find A friend to help - find one to hear.
الصفحة 220 - None of mark and distinction that I can behold from this station," said Rebecca ; " but, doubtless, the other side of the castle is also assailed. They appear even now preparing to advance.