Waverly Novels, Volumen25Ticknor and Fields, 1864 |
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... waves tumbling on the bare rocks , and the Roost of Sumburgh running at the rate of fifteen knots an hour . " " I shall see nothing at least of the current of human passions , " replied Mertoun . " You will hear nothing but the clanging ...
... waves tumbling on the bare rocks , and the Roost of Sumburgh running at the rate of fifteen knots an hour . " " I shall see nothing at least of the current of human passions , " replied Mertoun . " You will hear nothing but the clanging ...
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... waves deny him . ANCIENT DRAMA . THE few inhabitants of the township of Jarlshof had at first heard with alarm , that a person of rank superior to their own was come to reside in the ruinous tenement , which they still called the Castle ...
... waves deny him . ANCIENT DRAMA . THE few inhabitants of the township of Jarlshof had at first heard with alarm , that a person of rank superior to their own was come to reside in the ruinous tenement , which they still called the Castle ...
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... waves over which they floated , pointed out the very bay on which they sailed as the scene of a bloody sea - fight ; the scarce - seen heap of stones that bristled over the projecting cape , as the dun , or castle , of some potent earl ...
... waves over which they floated , pointed out the very bay on which they sailed as the scene of a bloody sea - fight ; the scarce - seen heap of stones that bristled over the projecting cape , as the dun , or castle , of some potent earl ...
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... waves came rippling to the shore , upon a bed of smooth sand intermingled with shells , the mermaid was still seen to glide along the waters by moonlight , and , mingling her voice with the sighing breeze , was often heard to sing of ...
... waves came rippling to the shore , upon a bed of smooth sand intermingled with shells , the mermaid was still seen to glide along the waters by moonlight , and , mingling her voice with the sighing breeze , was often heard to sing of ...
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... waves . I have only to add , that the remains of an animal , supposed to belong to this latter species , were driven on shore in the Zetland Isles , within the recol- Such legends are , indeed , everywhere current amongst the THE PIRATE ...
... waves . I have only to add , that the remains of an animal , supposed to belong to this latter species , were driven on shore in the Zetland Isles , within the recol- Such legends are , indeed , everywhere current amongst the THE PIRATE ...
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Términos y frases comunes
amongst ancient answered arms betwixt Bimbister boat brave Brenda Bryce Snailsfoot Burgh-Westra called Captain Cleveland Claud Halcro dance dark daugh daunt Drows father favour fear Fitful-head frae guests hand hastily hear heard heart honest hospitality islands isles jagger Jarlshof John Dryden Kirkwall lady land least Lerwick look Lord Chamberlain Magnus Troil mair Maister Mordaunt mansion Master mind Minna Mistress Baby Mordaunt Mertoun natural never Norna Norse Norsemen occasion old Norse once Orkney Papa Stour pedlar precipice Ranzelman replied Mordaunt rock scarce scart Scotland seemed share shore sister Skerry song speak stranger supposed Swertha sword tale tell thing thou thought Thule tion tone Triptolemus Yellowley Tronda Udaller usual vessel voice waves weel wild wind woman words young youth Zetland
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Página 48 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Página 304 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech ; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Página 208 - I learned the lute,' he said, ' from the same man who taught honest Shadwell — plump Tom, as they used to call him — somewhat roughly treated by the glorious John, you remember — Mordaunt, you remember — Methinks I see the new Arion sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy nail ; At thy well-sharpen'd thumb, from shore to shore, The trebles squeak for fear, the basses roar.
Página 137 - He was a lovely youth ! I guess The panther in the wilderness Was not so fair as he ; And, when he chose to sport and play, No dolphin ever was so gay Upon the tropic sea.