Historical romances of the author of Waverley, Volume 2 |
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... De Bracy ; " this comes of reviling saints and angels , and ordering images of holy things and holy men to be flung ... Brian de Bois - Guilbert is of the num- ber . " " Care not thou for such reports , " said the Templar ; but let us think ...
... De Bracy ; " this comes of reviling saints and angels , and ordering images of holy things and holy men to be flung ... Brian de Bois - Guilbert is of the num- ber . " " Care not thou for such reports , " said the Templar ; but let us think ...
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... de Bracy ! -The ruins of this castle shall bury both my body and my shame , ere I con- sent to such base and dishonourable composition . " " Let us to the walls , then , " said ... Brian de Bois - Guilbert ; and , live or 6 IVANHOE .
... de Bracy ! -The ruins of this castle shall bury both my body and my shame , ere I con- sent to such base and dishonourable composition . " " Let us to the walls , then , " said ... Brian de Bois - Guilbert ; and , live or 6 IVANHOE .
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sir Walter Scott (bart [novels, collected]). Brian de Bois - Guilbert ; and , live or die , thou shalt see Maurice de Bracy bear himself this day as a gentleman of blood and lineage . " " To the walls ! " answered the Templar ; and they ...
sir Walter Scott (bart [novels, collected]). Brian de Bois - Guilbert ; and , live or die , thou shalt see Maurice de Bracy bear himself this day as a gentleman of blood and lineage . " " To the walls ! " answered the Templar ; and they ...
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... Brian de Bois - Guilbert , who recks neither of heaven nor of hell . I have heard old men talk of prayer - prayer by their own voice - such need not to court or to bribe the false priest - But I - I dare not ! " - " Lives Reginald Front - ...
... Brian de Bois - Guilbert , who recks neither of heaven nor of hell . I have heard old men talk of prayer - prayer by their own voice - such need not to court or to bribe the false priest - But I - I dare not ! " - " Lives Reginald Front - ...
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... Brian de Bois - Guilbert communi- cated this hideous intelligence , which was not so calmly received by his astonished comrade . " Saints of paradise ! " said De Bracy ; " what is to be done ? I vow to Saint Nicholas of Limoges a ...
... Brian de Bois - Guilbert communi- cated this hideous intelligence , which was not so calmly received by his astonished comrade . " Saints of paradise ! " said De Bracy ; " what is to be done ? I vow to Saint Nicholas of Limoges a ...
Common terms and phrases
Abbot Albert answered arms Athelstane Avenel Beaumanoir better betwixt Black Knight blood Bracy brethren Brian de Bois-Guilbert brother called Captain castle Cedric champion church companion Dame Elspeth Dame Glendinning daughter death evil exclaimed eyes Father Eustace Father Philip fear Fitzurse Friar Friar Tuck Front-de-Bœuf glen Glendearg Grand Master Gurth hand hath head heart Heaven Holy Order honour horse Isaac Ivanhoe Jedediah Cleishbotham Jewess King knave knowest lance Locksley look maiden Malvoisin Monastery Monk never noble Order Outlaw pray Preceptor priest Prince John Prior ransom Rebecca replied reverend father Richard Richard Plantagenet Rowena Sacristan Saint Dunstan Saint George Saint Mary's Saxon shew Sir Knight stranger Sub-Prior sword tell Templar Temple Templestowe thee ther thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt Tibb tion tower voice Waldemar Wamba Wilfred woman words yeoman
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Page 312 - His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Page 19 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness, and humility : But when the blast of war...
Page 19 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding— which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
Page 182 - With priest's and warrior's voice between. No portents now our foes amaze, Forsaken Israel wanders lone : Our fathers would not know Thy ways, And Thou hast left them to their own. But present still, though now unseen ! When brightly shines the...
Page 183 - To temper the deceitful ray. And oh, when stoops on Judah's path In shade and storm the frequent night, Be THOU, long-suffering, slow to wrath, A burning, and a shining light! Our harps we left by Babel's streams, The tyrant's jest, the Gentile's scorn; No censer round our altar beams, And mute our timbrel, trump, and horn.