Historical romances of the author of Waverley, Volume 2 |
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Page 400
... Tibb Tacket , who in better days had been her own bower - woman . For a time the lady was unconscious of her misery ; but when the first stunning effect of grief was so far passed away that she could form an estimate of her own ...
... Tibb Tacket , who in better days had been her own bower - woman . For a time the lady was unconscious of her misery ; but when the first stunning effect of grief was so far passed away that she could form an estimate of her own ...
Page 401
... Tibb , -we can make a fend -work or want - we can do baith , but she can do neither . " They canvassed their situation thus openly be- fore the lady , convinced by the paleness of her look , her quivering lip and dead - set eye , that ...
... Tibb , -we can make a fend -work or want - we can do baith , but she can do neither . " They canvassed their situation thus openly be- fore the lady , convinced by the paleness of her look , her quivering lip and dead - set eye , that ...
Page 402
... Tibb , " ay , by my word , sic an honour as wad be pride to her kin mony a lang year after her banes were in the mould . Oh ! gudeman , to hear ye even the Lady of Ave- nel , to seeking quarters wi ' a Kirk - vassal's widow ! " " Loth ...
... Tibb , " ay , by my word , sic an honour as wad be pride to her kin mony a lang year after her banes were in the mould . Oh ! gudeman , to hear ye even the Lady of Ave- nel , to seeking quarters wi ' a Kirk - vassal's widow ! " " Loth ...
Page 403
... Tibb can sort cows with ony living woman . " " And muckle mair could I do , " said Tibb , " were it in ony feasible house ; but there will be neither pearlins to mend , nor pinners to busk up in Elspeth Glendinning's . " " Whisht wi ...
... Tibb can sort cows with ony living woman . " " And muckle mair could I do , " said Tibb , " were it in ony feasible house ; but there will be neither pearlins to mend , nor pinners to busk up in Elspeth Glendinning's . " " Whisht wi ...
Page 405
... Tibb leading the bridle , and old Martin walking a little before , looking anxious- ly around him to explore the way . Martin's task as guide , after two or three miles walking , became more difficult than he himself had expected , or ...
... Tibb leading the bridle , and old Martin walking a little before , looking anxious- ly around him to explore the way . Martin's task as guide , after two or three miles walking , became more difficult than he himself had expected , or ...
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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.