Waverly Novels: RedgauntletTicknor and Fields, 1864 |
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... " she said , marking the dress and turban of Rebecca- " What country art thou of ? a Saracen ? or an Egyptian ? -Why dost not answer ? -thou canst weep , canst thou not speak ? " " Be not angry , good mother , " said WAVERLEY NOVELS .
... " she said , marking the dress and turban of Rebecca- " What country art thou of ? a Saracen ? or an Egyptian ? -Why dost not answer ? -thou canst weep , canst thou not speak ? " " Be not angry , good mother , " said WAVERLEY NOVELS .
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... Speak it but thus , in a deep grave tone , -Pax vobiscum ! —it is irresistible- Watch and ward , knight and squire , foot and horse , it acts as a charm upon them all . I think , if they bring me out to be hanged to - morrow , as is ...
... Speak it but thus , in a deep grave tone , -Pax vobiscum ! —it is irresistible- Watch and ward , knight and squire , foot and horse , it acts as a charm upon them all . I think , if they bring me out to be hanged to - morrow , as is ...
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... speak with thee . — And you , daughter of an accursed race , go to the sick man's chamber , and tend him until my return ; and wo betide you if you again quit it without my permission ! " Rebecca retreated . Her importunities had ...
... speak with thee . — And you , daughter of an accursed race , go to the sick man's chamber , and tend him until my return ; and wo betide you if you again quit it without my permission ! " Rebecca retreated . Her importunities had ...
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... speak aloud . Long had the smouldering fire of discord glowed be- tween the tyrant father and his savage son - long had I nursed , in secret , the unnatural hatred - it blazed forth in an hour of drunken wassail , and at his own board ...
... speak aloud . Long had the smouldering fire of discord glowed be- tween the tyrant father and his savage son - long had I nursed , in secret , the unnatural hatred - it blazed forth in an hour of drunken wassail , and at his own board ...
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... Speak your commands , " said Cedric , with suppressed emotion . " Follow me through this passage , then , that I may dismiss thee by the postern . " And as he strode on his way before the supposed friar , Front - de - Bœuf thus schooled ...
... Speak your commands , " said Cedric , with suppressed emotion . " Follow me through this passage , then , that I may dismiss thee by the postern . " And as he strode on his way before the supposed friar , Front - de - Bœuf thus schooled ...
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armour arms Athelstane Aymer battle battlements Beaumanoir better Black Knight blood Bracy brethren Brian de Bois-Guilbert brother called castle champion Christian companion Coningsburgh Conrade damsel daughter death deed defend England evil exclaimed eyes fate fear Fetterlock Fitzurse Friar Friar Tuck Front-de Front-de-Bœuf Grand Master Gurth hand hast thou hath head heart Heaven hither holy Order honour horse Isaac of York Ivanhoe Jester Jewess Jorvaulx King knave Lady Rowena lance Locksley look maiden Malvoisin monk Mont-Fitchet noble Athelstane Norman numbers Outlaw pray Preceptor priest Prince John Prior prisoner ransom Rebecca replied reverend father Richard Richard Plantagenet Rotherwood Saint Dunstan Saint George Saxon shew Sir Knight sword Templar Temple Templestowe thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thyself trust Ulrica Urfried valour villain voice Waldemar walls Wamba Wilfred of Ivanhoe word wounded yeoman yonder
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الصفحة 113 - 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 92 - does he blench from the helm when the wind blows highest ! " '•He blenches not — he blenches not," said Rebecca. "I see him now : he heads 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 in ; they are thrust back. Front-de-Boeuf heads the defenders : I see his...
الصفحة 94 - exclaimed Rebecca — " and they press the besieged hard upon the outer wall ; some plant ladders, some swarm like bees, and endeavour to ascend upon the shoulder of each other — down go stones, beams, and trunks of trees upon their heads, and as fast as they bear the wounded to the rear, fresh men supply their places in the assault — Great God ! hast thou given men thine own image, that it should be thus cruelly defaced by the hands of their brethren ! "
الصفحة 90 - Seem there no other leaders?" exclaimed the anxious inquirer. " 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.
الصفحة 94 - O men, if ye be indeed men, spare them that can resist no longer!" "The bridge - the bridge which communicates with the castle - have they won that pass?
الصفحة 42 - 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 93 - Knight," answered Rebecca, faintly ; then instantly again shouted with joyful eagerness — " But no — but no ! — the name of the Lord of Hosts be blessed ! — he is on foot again, and fights as if there were twenty men's strength in his single arm — His sword is broken — he snatches an axe from a yeoman — he presses Front-de-Boeuf with blow on blow — The giant stoops and totters like an oak under the steel of the woodman — he falls — he falls !" " Front-de-Boeuf !