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Pagina iii
... PLEYDELL AT HIGH JINKS ARREST OF BROWN AT ELLANGOWAN CASTLE MEG MERRILIES AND DOMINIE SAMPSON AT THE KAIM OF DERNCLEUGH · Frontispiece Title - page To face p . 4 50 126 " " 142 162 29 246 22 294 " " ་ 330 INTRODUCTION TO GUY MANNERING ...
... PLEYDELL AT HIGH JINKS ARREST OF BROWN AT ELLANGOWAN CASTLE MEG MERRILIES AND DOMINIE SAMPSON AT THE KAIM OF DERNCLEUGH · Frontispiece Title - page To face p . 4 50 126 " " 142 162 29 246 22 294 " " ་ 330 INTRODUCTION TO GUY MANNERING ...
Pagina 242
... Pleydell's , the advocate , for whom he had a letter of introduction from Mr. Mac - Morlan . He then commanded Barnes to have an eye to the Dominie , and walked forth with a chairman , who was to usher him to the man of law . The The ...
... Pleydell's , the advocate , for whom he had a letter of introduction from Mr. Mac - Morlan . He then commanded Barnes to have an eye to the Dominie , and walked forth with a chairman , who was to usher him to the man of law . The The ...
Pagina 243
... Pleydell would ne'er hae forgi'en me ! ' ' Aweel , my doo , the cat's no a prin the waur . So he's no in , ye say ? ' ' Na , Mr. Pleydell's ne'er in the house on Saturday at e'en , ' answered the female voice . ' And the morn's Sabbath ...
... Pleydell would ne'er hae forgi'en me ! ' ' Aweel , my doo , the cat's no a prin the waur . So he's no in , ye say ? ' ' Na , Mr. Pleydell's ne'er in the house on Saturday at e'en , ' answered the female voice . ' And the morn's Sabbath ...
Pagina 244
... Pleydell is not at home , my good girl ? ' said Mannering . Ay , sir , he's at hame , but he's no in the house ; he's aye out on Saturday at e'en . ' ' But , my good girl , I am a stranger , and my business express . Will you tell me ...
... Pleydell is not at home , my good girl ? ' said Mannering . Ay , sir , he's at hame , but he's no in the house ; he's aye out on Saturday at e'en . ' ' But , my good girl , I am a stranger , and my business express . Will you tell me ...
Pagina 245
... Pleydell was a lively , sharp - looking gentleman , with a professional shrewdness in his eye , and , generally speaking , a professional formality in his manners . But this , like his three- tailed wig and black coat , he could slip ...
... Pleydell was a lively , sharp - looking gentleman , with a professional shrewdness in his eye , and , generally speaking , a professional formality in his manners . But this , like his three- tailed wig and black coat , he could slip ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Allonby answered appearance astrologer auld Aweel bairn better called Captain castle character Charles Hazlewood Charlie's Hope circumstances Colonel Mannering Counsellor Dandie dear Derncleugh devil deyvil Dinmont Dirk Hatteraick Dominie Sampson door e'en Ellangowan eyes father favour fear feelings fellow frae Frank Kennedy gentleman gipsy Glossin gude Guy Mannering hand Hazlewood House head heard honour horse Julia justice justice of peace Kennedy Kippletringan Laird Liddesdale light look Lucy Bertram lugger Mac-Candlish Mac-Guffog Mac-Morlan mair Mannering's Matilda maun Merrilies mind Miss Bertram Miss Mannering morning muckle naething never night observed occasion ower person Pleydell poor Portanferry postilion prisoner recollection replied round ruin scene Scotland seemed Singleside smugglers stranger supposed tell there's thought turned Vanbeest Brown voice Warroch weel window woman wood Woodbourne ye'll young Hazlewood young lady younker
Populaire passages
Pagina 19 - ... 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 ! But still the heart doth need a language, still Doth the old instinct bring back the old names...
Pagina 60 - But see, his face is black and full of blood; His eyeballs further out than when he lived, Staring full ghastly like a strangled man: His hair uprear'd, his nostrils stretch'd with struggling ; His hands abroad display'd, as one that grasp'd And tugg'd for life, and was by strength subdued.
Pagina 329 - My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music. It is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word, which madness Would gambol from.
Pagina 50 - Bertram — what do ye glower after our folk for? — There's thirty hearts there, that wad hae wanted bread ere ye had wanted sunkets, and spent their lifeblood ere ye had scratched your finger. 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' the bits o' bields, to sleep with the tod and the black-cock in the muirs!
Pagina 96 - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge; thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried: the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.
Pagina 251 - A lawyer without history or literature is a mechanic, a mere working mason; if he possesses some knowledge of these, he may venture to call himself an architect.
Pagina 40 - There are at this day in Scotland (besides a great many poor families very meanly provided for by the church boxes, with others who, by living on bad food, fall into various diseases) two hundred thousand people begging from door to door.
Pagina 181 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet...
Pagina 34 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modem instances; And so he plays his part.
Pagina 240 - Most frequently the dice were thrown by the 246 company, and those upon whom the lot fell were obliged to assume and maintain for a time a certain fictitious character, or to repeat a certain number of fescennine verses in a particular order. If they departed from the characters assigned, or if their memory proved treacherous in the repetition, they incurred forfeits, which were either compounded for by swallowing an additional bumper or by paying a small sum towards the reckoning.