Waverley Novels, Հատոր 35R. Cadell, 1832 |
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Sir Walter Scott. REDGAUNTLET . VOL . XXXV . A } REDGAUNTLET . LETTER I. DARSIE LATIMER TO ALAN FAIRFORD .
Sir Walter Scott. REDGAUNTLET . VOL . XXXV . A } REDGAUNTLET . LETTER I. DARSIE LATIMER TO ALAN FAIRFORD .
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Sir Walter Scott. REDGAUNTLET . LETTER I. DARSIE LATIMER TO ALAN FAIRFORD . Dumfries . CUR me exanimas querelis tuis ? -In plain English , Why do you deafen me with your croaking ? The disconsolate tone in which you bade me farewell at ...
Sir Walter Scott. REDGAUNTLET . LETTER I. DARSIE LATIMER TO ALAN FAIRFORD . Dumfries . CUR me exanimas querelis tuis ? -In plain English , Why do you deafen me with your croaking ? The disconsolate tone in which you bade me farewell at ...
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... Fairford , you are chased ! " Why , I say , should not all this be , except because Alan Fair- ford has not the same true sense of friendship as Darsie Latimer , and will not regard our purses as common as well as our sentiments ? I am ...
... Fairford , you are chased ! " Why , I say , should not all this be , except because Alan Fair- ford has not the same true sense of friendship as Darsie Latimer , and will not regard our purses as common as well as our sentiments ? I am ...
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... Fairford . When I was brought from the solitude of my mother's dwelling into the tu- mult of the Gaits ' Class at the High School - when I was mocked for my English accent - salted with snow as a Southern - rolled in the gutter for a ...
... Fairford . When I was brought from the solitude of my mother's dwelling into the tu- mult of the Gaits ' Class at the High School - when I was mocked for my English accent - salted with snow as a Southern - rolled in the gutter for a ...
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... Fairford . Who beat me soundly when I brought the arrogance of an only son , and of course a spoiled urchin , to the forms of the little repub- lic ? —why , Alan . And who taught me to smoke a cobbler , pin a losen , head a bicker , and ...
... Fairford . Who beat me soundly when I brought the arrogance of an only son , and of course a spoiled urchin , to the forms of the little repub- lic ? —why , Alan . And who taught me to smoke a cobbler , pin a losen , head a bicker , and ...
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Alan Fairford ALPHEUS FELCH amusement aneugh answered auld Benjie betwixt brandy called client companion cottage countenance Court Cristal dance danger Darsie Latimer door Dorcas doubt Dougal Dumfries Dumtoustie eyes father fish gentleman give gudesire hand hast hath heard heart Herries hinnie honour hope horse Jacobites James James Wilkinson John Davies Joshua Geddes Justice lady Laird least length letter look Lord matter maun mind Mount Sharon muckle never night observed once passed perhaps person Peter Peebles pipe and tabor poor present Quaker racter received recollection Redgauntlet remember replied Saint Bees Samuel Griffiths Scotland Scots law Scottish seemed Shepherd's Bush siller Sir James Graham Sir John Sir Robert Solway speak Steenie tell thee thine thing thought tion tone turned voice walk weel Whigs whilk Willie wish word XXXV young
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Էջ 189 - You told me he had not given you one." "Will your honour please to see if that bit line is right?" Sir John looked at every line, and at every letter, with much attention ; and at last, at the date, which my gudesire had not observed, — "From my appointed place," he read, "this twenty-fifth of November.
Էջ 181 - In hell, if you will have my thoughts of it,' said my gudesire, driven to extremity — 'in hell! with your father, his jackanape, and his silver whistle.' Down the stairs he ran (for the parlour was nae place for him after such a word), and he heard the Laird swearing blood and wounds behind him, as fast as ever did Sir Robert, and roaring for the bailie and the baron-officer. Away rode my gudesire to his chief creditor, (him they...
Էջ xi - ... hazard a journey to England at this juncture. The impatience of his friends who were in exile, had formed a scheme which was impracticable; but although it had been as feasible as they had represented it to him, yet no preparation had been made, nor was any thing ready to carry it into execution.
Էջ 169 - And so he became a Tory, as they ca' it, which we now ca' Jacobites, just out of a kind of needcessity, that he might belang to some side or other. He had nae...
Էջ 173 - Robert girned wi' pain, the jackanape girned too, like a sheep's-head between a pair of tangs — an ill-faur'd, fearsome couple they were. The laird's buff-coat was hung on a pin behind him, and his broadsword and his pistols within reach; for he keepit up the auld fashion of having the weapons ready, and a horse saddled day and night, just as he used to do when he was able to loup on horseback, and away after ony of the hill-folk he could get speerings of. Some said it was for fear of the Whigs...
Էջ 174 - ... he banged ; but as he ran, the shrieks came faint and fainter ; there was a deep-drawn shivering groan, and word gaed through the Castle, that the Laird was dead. Weel, away came my gudesire, wi...
Էջ 184 - He knocked at the ha' door just as he was wont, and his auld acquaintance, Dougal MacCallum, just after his wont, too, came to open the door, and said, "Piper Steenie, are ye there, lad? Sir Robert has been crying for you.
Էջ 176 - ... answer, raised the house, when Dougal was found lying dead within twa steps of the bed where his master's coffin was placed.
Էջ 172 - ... naebody but the Laird, Dougal MacCallum, and the Major, a thing that hadna chanced to him before. Sir Robert sat, or, I should say, lay, in a great armed chair, wi' his grand velvet gown, and his feet on a cradle ; for he had baith gout and gravel, and his face looked as gash and ghastly as Satan's. Major Weir sat opposite to him, in a red laced coat, and the Laird's wig on his head; and aye as Sir Robert girned wi' pain, the jackanape girned too, like a sheep's-head between a pair of tangs —...
Էջ 171 - Laird wasna pleased. And he was sic an awsome body, that naebody cared to anger him ; for the oaths he swore, and the rage that he used to get into, and the looks that he put on, made men sometimes think him a devil incarnate. Weel, my gudesire was nae manager — no that he was a very great misguider — but he hadna the saving gift, and he got twa terms' rent in arrear. He got the first brash at Whitsunday put ower wi...