Waverley Novels, Volume 2Ticknor and Fields, 1863 |
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Pagina 12
... tell me o ' health , Dr. Kittlepin ! -Can it be for the puir body M'Durk's health to major about in the tartans like a tobacconist's sign in a frosty morning , wi ' his poor wizened houghs as blue as a blawart ? -weel I wot he is a ...
... tell me o ' health , Dr. Kittlepin ! -Can it be for the puir body M'Durk's health to major about in the tartans like a tobacconist's sign in a frosty morning , wi ' his poor wizened houghs as blue as a blawart ? -weel I wot he is a ...
Pagina 22
... tell by the slight- est touch of his little finger . Yon shawl , now , is the handsomest I have seen in Britain — and at this distance I can tell it to be a real Tozie . " " Cozie may she weel be that wears it , " said Mrs. Blower . " I ...
... tell by the slight- est touch of his little finger . Yon shawl , now , is the handsomest I have seen in Britain — and at this distance I can tell it to be a real Tozie . " " Cozie may she weel be that wears it , " said Mrs. Blower . " I ...
Pagina 38
... tell me if you be not - as I cannot but still believe you to be that same youth , who seven years since , left in my deposit a solemn secret , which , if I should unfold to the wrong person , woe would be my own heart , and evil the ...
... tell me if you be not - as I cannot but still believe you to be that same youth , who seven years since , left in my deposit a solemn secret , which , if I should unfold to the wrong person , woe would be my own heart , and evil the ...
Pagina 45
... tell you of an intimate friend of my own , whom I have supported against the whole clamour of the people at the Well , because I believe , from the bottom of my soul , she is only thoughtless- nothing in the world but thoughtless - O Mr ...
... tell you of an intimate friend of my own , whom I have supported against the whole clamour of the people at the Well , because I believe , from the bottom of my soul , she is only thoughtless- nothing in the world but thoughtless - O Mr ...
Pagina 65
... tell you . " Clara remained silent for an instant , then looked at her brother with an anxious and scrutinizing glance , as if she wished to penetrate into his inmost purpose . " If I thought " —she said , after a minute's considera ...
... tell you . " Clara remained silent for an instant , then looked at her brother with an anxious and scrutinizing glance , as if she wished to penetrate into his inmost purpose . " If I thought " —she said , after a minute's considera ...
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acquainted affair answered Jekyl answered Mowbray answered Tyrrel assure Aultoun Beenie believe better betwixt Blower bray brother Captain Jekyl Captain MacTurk Cargill character Clara Mowbray Cleikum clergyman consider countenance dear desire devil Dods door dress Earl of Etherington exclaimed eyes father fear feelings fellow fortune Francis Tyrrel gentleman give hand hear heard Heaven honest hope horse Justice of Peace Lady Binks Lady Penelope ladyship least look Lord Ether Lord Etherington lordship marriage Martigny matter means mind Miss Mowbray morning Mowbray of St Mowbray's mutchkin Nettlewood never occasion perhaps person play poor postilion present recollection replied right honourable Ronan's scene Scrogie seemed shawl Shaws-Castle Sir Bingo sister Smyrna Solmes speak suppose tell thing thou thought tion tone Touchwood turn Valentine Bulmer voice walk whole wish woman word XXXIV
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Pagina 236 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Pagina 10 - The Arnaouts, or Albanese, struck me forcibly by their resemblance to the Highlanders of Scotland, in dress, figure, and manner of living. Their very mountains seemed Caledonian, with a kinder climate. The kilt, though white; the spare, active form ; their dialect, Celtic in its sound, and their hardy habits, all carried me back to Morven.
Pagina 44 - Refined himself to soul, to curb the sense; And made almost a sin of abstinence, Yet, had his aspect nothing of severe, But such a face as promised him sincere. Nothing reserved or sullen was to see; But sweet regards, and pleasing sanctity: Mild was his accent, and his action free.