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Page 29
... a tone of authority , " and there wait my further orders . " " Yet first , let me say , " said De Bracy , " what it imports thee to know . Wilfred of Ivanhoe is wounded and a prisoner , and will perish in the IVANHOE . 29.
... a tone of authority , " and there wait my further orders . " " Yet first , let me say , " said De Bracy , " what it imports thee to know . Wilfred of Ivanhoe is wounded and a prisoner , and will perish in the IVANHOE . 29.
Page 30
... Wilfred of Ivanhoe ! " exclaimed the Black Knight " prisoner , and perish ! -The life of every man in the castle shall answer it if a hair of his head be singed - Shew me his chamber . " " Ascend yonder winding stair - it leads to his ...
... Wilfred of Ivanhoe ! " exclaimed the Black Knight " prisoner , and perish ! -The life of every man in the castle shall answer it if a hair of his head be singed - Shew me his chamber . " " Ascend yonder winding stair - it leads to his ...
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... Wilfred , " said the Black Knight , who at that instant entered the apartment , " but for thy shouts . " " If thou be'st true knight , " said Wilfred , " think not of me - pursue yon ravisher - save the Lady Rowena - look to the noble ...
... Wilfred , " said the Black Knight , who at that instant entered the apartment , " but for thy shouts . " " If thou be'st true knight , " said Wilfred , " think not of me - pursue yon ravisher - save the Lady Rowena - look to the noble ...
Page 178
... Wilfred , son of Cedric , whom the Gentiles call Ivanhoe . But he may not yet endure the weight of his armour . Nevertheless , send the tidings unto him , my father ; for he hath favour among the strong men of his people , and , as he ...
... Wilfred , son of Cedric , whom the Gentiles call Ivanhoe . But he may not yet endure the weight of his armour . Nevertheless , send the tidings unto him , my father ; for he hath favour among the strong men of his people , and , as he ...
Page 179
... Wilfred , the son of Cedric . It may be he will help thee with counsel or with strength ; for the youth hath favour in the eyes of Richard , called of the Nazarenes Coeur - de - Lion , and the tidings that he hath returned are constant ...
... Wilfred , the son of Cedric . It may be he will help thee with counsel or with strength ; for the youth hath favour in the eyes of Richard , called of the Nazarenes Coeur - de - Lion , and the tidings that he hath returned are constant ...
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
Popular passages
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.