Guy Mannering: Or, The AstrologerWest and Richardson, 1815 |
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Side 27
... face alternately from the one spokes- man to the other , and began from the gravity with which Mannering plied his adversary , and the learn- ing which he displayed in the controversy , to give him credit for being half serious . As for ...
... face alternately from the one spokes- man to the other , and began from the gravity with which Mannering plied his adversary , and the learn- ing which he displayed in the controversy , to give him credit for being half serious . As for ...
Side 40
... face bore nothing of the insouciance , the careless frolicsome jollity and vacant curiosity of a sailor on shore . These qual- ities , perhaps , as much as any others , contribute to the high popularity of our seamen , and the gene- ral ...
... face bore nothing of the insouciance , the careless frolicsome jollity and vacant curiosity of a sailor on shore . These qual- ities , perhaps , as much as any others , contribute to the high popularity of our seamen , and the gene- ral ...
Side 41
Or, The Astrologer Walter Scott. man's face ; on the contrary , a surly and even savage scowl appeared to darken features which would have been harsh and unpleasant under any expression or modification . " Where are you , Mother ...
Or, The Astrologer Walter Scott. man's face ; on the contrary , a surly and even savage scowl appeared to darken features which would have been harsh and unpleasant under any expression or modification . " Where are you , Mother ...
Side 51
... face . " The form , accent , and manners , of the stranger , were expatiated upon . His horse , bridle , saddle , and stirrups , did not remain unnoticed . All this made a great impression upon the mind of Mrs Bertram , for the good ...
... face . " The form , accent , and manners , of the stranger , were expatiated upon . His horse , bridle , saddle , and stirrups , did not remain unnoticed . All this made a great impression upon the mind of Mrs Bertram , for the good ...
Side 70
... faces . Two of them carried long fowling- pieces , one wore a broard sword without a sheath , and all had the Highland dirk , though they did not wear that weapon openly or ostentatiously.- Behind them followed the train of laden asses ...
... faces . Two of them carried long fowling- pieces , one wore a broard sword without a sheath , and all had the Highland dirk , though they did not wear that weapon openly or ostentatiously.- Behind them followed the train of laden asses ...
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answered appearance astrologer auld Aweel bairn better Brown called canting language castle character Charles Hazlewood circumstances Colonel Mannering daughter Deacon dear dearest Matilda Derncleugh Dinmont Dirk Hatteraick Dominie Sampson door e'en father favour fear feelings flageolet fortune frae Frank Kennedy gentleman Glossin gude GUY MANNERING gypsy hand head heard honour hope horse Jabos Jock Julia Kippletringan land length light look Lucy Bertram lugger Mac-Candlish Mac-Morlan mair Mannering's maun ment Merrilies Mervyn mind Miss Bertram Miss Mannering morning muckle mutchkin naething never night observed occasion ower person poor precentor rendered ride road round ruins scene Scotland seemed seen servant side sloop of war spirits stranger sure tell there's thing thought tion traveller turned walk Warroch weel window woman wood Woodbourne ye'll young lady
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Side 185 - The close-press'd leaves unoped for many an age, The dull red edging of the well-fill'd page, On the broad back the stubborn ridges roll'd, Where yet the title stands in tarnish'd gold.
Side 70 - ... their bits o' bields, to sleep with the tod and the black-cock in the muirs ! Ride your ways, Ellangowan. Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs ; look that your braw cradle at hame be the fairer spread up ; not that...
Side 26 - They live no longer in the faith of reason ! But still the heart doth need a language, still Doth the old instinct bring back the old names...
Side 35 - Twist ye, twine ye ! even so Mingle shades of joy and woe, Hope and fear, and peace and strife, In the thread of human life. While the mystic twist is spinning, And the infant's life beginning. Dimly seen through twilight bending, Lo, what varied shapes attending! Passions wild, and Follies vain, Pleasures soon exchanged for pain ; Doubt, and Jealousy, and Fear, In the magic dance appear. Now they wax, and now they dwindle, Whirling with the whirling spindle. Twist ye, twine ye ! even so Mingle human...
Side 129 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue, Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours: Where are they?
Side 26 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring. Or chasms and wat'ry depths ; all these have vanished They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Side 56 - ... of provision to perhaps forty such villains in one day, are sure to be insulted by them), but they rob many poor people who live in houses distant from any neighbourhood.
Side 70 - Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs; look that your braw cradle at hame be the fairer spread up : not that I am wishing ill to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born, God forbid,- — and make them kind to the poor, and better folk than their father ! And now, ride e'en your ways ; for these are the last words ye'll ever hear Meg Merrilies speak, and this is the last reise f that I'll ever cut in the bonny woods of Ellangowan.
Side 70 - Yes ; there's thirty yonder, from the auld wife of an hundred to the babe that was born last week, that ye have turned out o' their bits o' bields, to sleep with the tod and the black-cock in the muirs ! Ride your ways, Ellangowan.
Side 66 - He left the executive part of the business to the officers of the law, under the immediate direction of Frank Kennedy, a supervisor, or ridingofficer, belonging to the excise, who had of late become intimate at the Place, and of whom we shall have more to say in the next chapter. Mr. Bertram himself chose that day to make a visit to a friend at some distance.