Ivanhoe: A RomanceHoughton, Mifflin and Company, 1895 - 348 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة ix
... leave my name unstained and my family property settled . " His name he did leave unstained , and he lived somewhat longer than his calculation . But the last year of his life BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH . ix.
... leave my name unstained and my family property settled . " His name he did leave unstained , and he lived somewhat longer than his calculation . But the last year of his life BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH . ix.
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... leave the herd to their destiny , which , whether they meet with bands of travelling soldiers , or of outlaws , or of wandering pilgrims , can be little else than to be converted into Normans be- fore morning , to thy no small ease and ...
... leave the herd to their destiny , which , whether they meet with bands of travelling soldiers , or of outlaws , or of wandering pilgrims , can be little else than to be converted into Normans be- fore morning , to thy no small ease and ...
الصفحة 29
... leaving the knee exposed . His feet had sandals of the same fash- ion with the peasants , but of finer materials , and secured in the front with golden clasps . He had bracelets of gold upon his arms , and a broad collar of the same pre ...
... leaving the knee exposed . His feet had sandals of the same fash- ion with the peasants , but of finer materials , and secured in the front with golden clasps . He had bracelets of gold upon his arms , and a broad collar of the same pre ...
الصفحة 43
... leave the weaker liquor to my lay - brother . " " And I , " said the Templar , filling his goblet , " drink wassail1 to the fair Rowena ; for since her namesake 2 in- troduced the word into England , has never been one more worthy of ...
... leave the weaker liquor to my lay - brother . " " And I , " said the Templar , filling his goblet , " drink wassail1 to the fair Rowena ; for since her namesake 2 in- troduced the word into England , has never been one more worthy of ...
الصفحة 57
... leaving the apartment , retired to its farthest extremity , and sat down on a small bench against the wall , where they remained mute as statues , though at such a distance that their whispers could not have interrupted the conversation ...
... leaving the apartment , retired to its farthest extremity , and sat down on a small bench against the wall , where they remained mute as statues , though at such a distance that their whispers could not have interrupted the conversation ...
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answered armor arms Athelstane attendants battle Beaumanoir beauty Black Knight blood Bracy Brian de Bois-Guilbert brother called canst castle Cedric champion CHAPTER Christian cnichts companion Copmanhurst daughter death Disinherited Knight England exclaimed eyes fair fate father fear Fitzurse fool forest Friar Front-de Front-de-Bœuf Grand Master Gurth hand hath head heart Heaven hermit holy holy Order honor horse Isaac Ivanhoe Jester Jewess King knave Knight Templar knowest Lady Rowena lance lists Locksley look maiden Malvoisin noble Norman numbers Order outlaw Preceptor present priest Prince John Prior Aymer prisoner ransom Rebecca replied reverend Richard Richard Plantagenet Saint Saint Dunstan Saracens Saxon seemed Sir Knight squire steed sword tell Templar Templestowe thee thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thyself tion tournament valor voice Waldemar Wamba Wilfred wine wounded yeoman yonder zecchins
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الصفحة 519 - 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 435 - But, present still, though now unseen, When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of thee a cloudy screen, To temper the deceitful ray. And...
الصفحة 436 - ... 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.
الصفحة 315 - his men rush to the rescue, headed by the haughty Templar - their united force compels the champion to pause - They drag Front-de-Boeuf within the walls." "The assailants have won the barriers, have they not?
الصفحة 169 - 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 149 - Sith it be no better,' said Locksley, 'I am content to try my fortune; on condition that when I have shot two shafts at yonder mark of Hubert's, he shall be bound to shoot one at that which I shall propose.
الصفحة 89 - The knights are dust. And their good swords are rust, Their souls are with the saints, we trust.
الصفحة 93 - At length, as the Saracenic music of the challengers concluded one of those long and high flourishes with which they had broken the silence of the lists, it was answered by a solitary trumpet, which breathed a note of defiance from the northern extremity. All eyes were turned to see the new champion which these sounds announced, and no sooner were the barriers opened than he paced into the lists. As far as could be judged of a man sheathed in...
الصفحة 152 - ... multitude awaited the event in breathless silence. The archer vindicated their opinion of his skill: his arrow split the willow rod against which it was aimed. A jubilee of acclamations followed; and even Prince John, in admiration of Locksley's skill, lost for an instant his dislike to his person. 'These twenty nobles...
الصفحة 435 - When Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her fathers' God before her moved, An awful guide in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonished lands, The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow. There rose the choral hymn of praise, And trump and timbrel answered keen, And Zion's daughters poured their lays, With priest's and warrior's voice between.