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184 ÆäÀÌÁö - That cannot endure," said Ivanhoe; "if they press not right on to carry the castle by pure force of arms, the archery may avail but little against stone walls and bulwarks. Look for the Knight of the Fetterlock, fair Rebecca, and see how he bears himself; for as the leader is, so will his followers be." "I see him not,
184 ÆäÀÌÁö - Rebecca again looked forth, and almost immediately exclaimed, " Holy prophets of the law ! Front-de-Bceuf 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 !
167 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... in some places they were intermingled with beeches hollies and copsewood of various descriptions so closely as totally to intercept the level beams of the sinking sun in others they receded from each other forming those long sweeping vistas in the intricacy of which the eye delights to lose itself while imagination considers them as the paths to yet wilder scenes of sylvan solitude...
185 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... he deals, you may hear them above all the din and shouts of the battle - Stones and beams are hailed down on the bold champion - he regards them no more than if they were thistle-down or feathers!" "By Saint John of Acre," said Ivanhoe, raising himself joyfully on his couch, "methought there was but one man in England that might do such a deed!" "The postern gate shakes," continued Rebecca; "it crashes - it is splintered by his blows - they rush in - the outwork is won - Oh, God!
327 ÆäÀÌÁö - What elegance and grandeur wide expand, The pride of Turkey and of Persia land ? Soft quilts on quilts, on carpets carpets spread, And couches stretch'd around in seemly band ; And endless pillows rise to prop the head ; So that each spacious room was one full-swelling bed.
184 ÆäÀÌÁö - She turned her head from the lattice, as if unable longer to endure a sight so terrible. ^ "Look forth again, Rebecca," said Ivanhoe, mistaking the cause of her retiring. " The archery must in some degree have ceased, since they are now fighting hand to hand. Look again ; there is now less danger.
122 ÆäÀÌÁö - Life of Andrew Melville. Containing Illustrations of the Ecclesiastical and Literary History of Scotland in the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries. Crown 8vo, 6s. History of the Progress and Suppression of the Reformation in Italy in the Sixteenth Century.
177 ÆäÀÌÁö - At length, as the Saracenic music of the challengers concluded one of those long and high flourishes with which they had broken the silence of the lists, it was answered by a solitary trumpet, which breathed a note of defiance from the northern extremity.
185 ÆäÀÌÁö - Saint George strike for us!" exclaimed the knight; "do the false yeomen give way?" "No!" exclaimed Rebecca, "they bear themselves right yeomanly - the Black Knight approaches the postern with his huge axe - the thundering blows which he deals, you may hear them above all the din and shouts of the battle Stones and beams are hailed down on the bold champion - he regards them no more than if they were thistle-down or feathers!
341 ÆäÀÌÁö - Mr Pope was with Sir Godfrey Kneller, one day, when his nephew, a Guinea trader, came in. "Nephew," said Sir Godfrey, "you have the honour of seeing the two greatest men in the world.

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