The Waverley novels. 25 vols. |
Vanuit het boek
Resultaten 1-5 van 90
Pagina 7
... thou hast them all before thee now , and bring'st them on bravely , lad . " " Gurth , " said the Jester , " I know thou thinkest me a fool , or thou wouldst not be so rash in putting thy head into my mouth . One word to Reginald Front ...
... thou hast them all before thee now , and bring'st them on bravely , lad . " " Gurth , " said the Jester , " I know thou thinkest me a fool , or thou wouldst not be so rash in putting thy head into my mouth . One word to Reginald Front ...
Pagina 24
... Hast thou brought home thy charge , sirrah Gurth , or hast thou left them to robbers and marauders ? " " The herd is safe , so please ye , " said Gurth . " But it does not please me , thou knave , " said Cedric , " that I should be made ...
... Hast thou brought home thy charge , sirrah Gurth , or hast thou left them to robbers and marauders ? " " The herd is safe , so please ye , " said Gurth . " But it does not please me , thou knave , " said Cedric , " that I should be made ...
Pagina 37
... thy painful travail , and of the shrines thou hast visited . " The Palmer received the boon with another low reverence , and followed Edwina out of the apartment . In the anteroom he found his attendant Anwold , who , taking the torch ...
... thy painful travail , and of the shrines thou hast visited . " The Palmer received the boon with another low reverence , and followed Edwina out of the apartment . In the anteroom he found his attendant Anwold , who , taking the torch ...
Pagina 71
... , " thou hast ever kept me in anxiety lest thy clownish bearing should discover thee . " " Tush ! " said , Gurth , " I fear discovery from none , saving my play . fellow , Wamba the Jester , of whom I could IVANHOE . 71.
... , " thou hast ever kept me in anxiety lest thy clownish bearing should discover thee . " " Tush ! " said , Gurth , " I fear discovery from none , saving my play . fellow , Wamba the Jester , of whom I could IVANHOE . 71.
Pagina 73
... thou hast harped upon another string of sorrow . The goodly steed and the rich armour , equal to the full profit of my adventure with our Kirjath Jairam of Leicester - there is a dead loss too - ay , a loss which swallows up the gains ...
... thou hast harped upon another string of sorrow . The goodly steed and the rich armour , equal to the full profit of my adventure with our Kirjath Jairam of Leicester - there is a dead loss too - ay , a loss which swallows up the gains ...
Inhoudsopgave
1 | |
17 | |
23 | |
35 | |
45 | |
54 | |
70 | |
83 | |
133 | |
145 | |
152 | |
166 | |
172 | |
177 | |
190 | |
208 | |
98 | |
105 | |
109 | |
118 | |
119 | |
122 | |
128 | |
251 | |
260 | |
276 | |
311 | |
321 | |
338 | |
339 | |
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Abbot answered armour arms Athelstane attendants Beaumanoir beauty betwixt Black Knight blood Bracy brethren Brian de Bois-Guilbert brother called canst castle Cedric champion Christian companion Coningsburgh daughter defend Disinherited Knight England exclaimed eyes fair fate father favour fear forest Friar Friar Tuck Front-de-Boeuf Grand Master guest Gurth hand hath head heart Heaven hermit holy holy Order honour horse Isaac Ivanhoe Jester Jewess King knave knowest Lady Rowena lance lists Locksley look maiden Malvoisin noble Norman numbers Order outlaws Preceptor present priest Prince John Prior Aymer prisoner ransom Rebecca replied reverend Richard Richard Plantagenet Rotherwood Saint Saint Dunstan Saracens Saxon seemed Sir Knight squire St Dunstan steed sword tell Templar Templestowe thee thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thyself trust valour voice Waldemar Fitzurse Wamba Wilfred wine wounded yeoman yonder zecchins
Populaire passages
Pagina 283 - ... present still, though now unseen ! When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of THEE a cloudy screen 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.
Pagina 109 - 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.
Pagina 338 - 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.
Pagina 96 - I will crave your Grace's permission to plant such a mark as is used in the North Country; and welcome every brave yeoman who shall try a shot at it to win a smile from the bonny lass he loves best.' He then turned to leave the lists. 'Let your guards attend me,' he said, 'if you please; I go but to cut a rod from the next willow-bush.
Pagina 97 - A child of seven years old," he said, " might hit yonder target with a heedless shaft ; but," added he, walking deliberately to the other end of the lists, and sticking the willow wand upright in the ground, " he that hits that rod at fivescore yards, I call him an archer fit to bear both bow and quiver before a king, an it were the stout King Richard himself.
Pagina 61 - But no sooner had the knights resumed their station, than the clamour of applause was hushed into a silence, so deep and so dead, that it seemed th.e multitude were afraid even to breathe. A few minutes' pause having been allowed, that the combatants and their horses might recover breath, Prince John with his truncheon signed to the trumpets to sound the onset.
Pagina 3 - ... superstition ; for, on the summit of a hillock, so regular as to seem artificial, there still remained part of a circle of rough unhewn stones of large dimensions. Seven stood upright; the rest had been dislodged from their places, probably by the zeal of some convert to Christianity, and lay, some prostrate near their former site, and others on the side of the hill.
Pagina 204 - Rebecca again looked forth, and almost immediately exclaimed, "Holy prophets of the law ! Front-de-Bœuf and the Black Knight fight hand to hand on the breach, amid the roar of their followers, who watch the progress of the strife. — Heaven strike with the cause of the oppressed and of the captive !" She then uttered a loud shriek, and exclaimed, "He is down !— he is down !" "Who is down?" cried Ivanhoe; "tell me which has fallen?" "The Black Knight," answered Rebecca faintly; then instantly...
Pagina 96 - So saying, and without showing the least anxiety to pause upon his aim, Locksley stepped to the appointed station, and shot his arrow as carelessly in appearance as if he had not even looked at the mark. He was speaking almost at the instant that the shaft left the bowstring, yet it alighted in the target two inches nearer to the white spot which marked the centre than that of Hubert.
Pagina 203 - 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.