Waverley Novels ...: Guy ManneringBlack, 1841 |
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... Dominie Sampson , the reader may easily suppose that a poor modest humble scholar , who has won his way through the classics , yet has fallen to leeward in the voyage of life , is no uncommon per- sonage in a country , where a certain ...
... Dominie Sampson , the reader may easily suppose that a poor modest humble scholar , who has won his way through the classics , yet has fallen to leeward in the voyage of life , is no uncommon per- sonage in a country , where a certain ...
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... Dominie Sampson uses to Miss Bertram , and professed his determination not to leave her . Accordingly , roused to the exercise of talents which had long slumbered , he opened a little school , and supported his patron's child for the ...
... Dominie Sampson uses to Miss Bertram , and professed his determination not to leave her . Accordingly , roused to the exercise of talents which had long slumbered , he opened a little school , and supported his patron's child for the ...
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... Dominie Sampson . He was of low birth , but having evinced , even from his cradle , an uncommon seriousness of disposition , the ' poor parents were encouraged to hope that their bairn , as they expressed it , " might wag his pow in a ...
... Dominie Sampson . He was of low birth , but having evinced , even from his cradle , an uncommon seriousness of disposition , the ' poor parents were encouraged to hope that their bairn , as they expressed it , " might wag his pow in a ...
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... Dominie Sampson ( for he had already attained that honourable title ) descend the stairs from the Greek class , with his Lexicon under his arm , his long mis - shapen legs sprawling abroad , and keeping awkward time to the play of his ...
... Dominie Sampson ( for he had already attained that honourable title ) descend the stairs from the Greek class , with his Lexicon under his arm , his long mis - shapen legs sprawling abroad , and keeping awkward time to the play of his ...
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... Dominie Sampson . Conversation , it is true , was out of the question , but the Dominie was a good listener , and stirred the fire with some address . He attempted even to snuff the candles , but was unsuccessful , and relinquished that ...
... Dominie Sampson . Conversation , it is true , was out of the question , but the Dominie was a good listener , and stirred the fire with some address . He attempted even to snuff the candles , but was unsuccessful , and relinquished that ...
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Allonby answered appearance Astrologer auld Aweel bairn better called Captain castle character Charles Hazlewood circumstances Colonel Mannering counsellor Dandie dear Derncleugh deyvil Dinmont Dirk Hatteraick Dominie Sampson door Ellangowan eyes father favour fear feelings fellow frae Frank Kennedy gentleman gipsy Glossin gude Guy Mannering hand head heard honour hope 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 never night observed occasion ower person Pleydell poor Portanferry postilion prisoner recollection replied round ruin scene Scotland seemed shew Singleside Sir Robert Hazlewood smugglers stranger suppose tell there's thing thought turned Vanbeest Brown voice Warroch weel window woman wood Woodbourne young Hazlewood young lady younker
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161 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
87 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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?
32 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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 watery depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason.
55 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ride your ways," said the gipsy, " ride your ways, Laird of Ellangowan — ride your ways, Godfrey Bertram ! — This day have ye quenched seven smoking hearths — see if the fire in your ain parlour burn the blyther for that. Ye have riven the thack off seven cottar houses — look if your ain roof-tree stand the faster.
278 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
92 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
245 ÆäÀÌÁö - I remember the tune well, though I cannot guess what should at present so strongly recall it to my memory." He took his flageolet from his pocket, and played a simple melody. Apparently the tune awoke the corresponding associations of a damsel, who...
55 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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 life-blood 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
43 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
204 ÆäÀÌÁö - Give me a cup of sack, to make mine eyes look red, that it may be thought I have wept ; for I must speak in passion, and I will do it in king Cambyses