Historical romances of the author of Waverley, Volume 2 |
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Page 26
... noble Cedric ! bear back , and let the ruin fall . " His warning voice was unheard , for the din which the knight himself occasioned by his strokes upon the postern would have drowned twenty war- trumpets . The faithful Gurth indeed ...
... noble Cedric ! bear back , and let the ruin fall . " His warning voice was unheard , for the din which the knight himself occasioned by his strokes upon the postern would have drowned twenty war- trumpets . The faithful Gurth indeed ...
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... If thou be'st true knight , " said Wilfred , " think not of me - pursue yon ravisher - save the Lady Rowena - look to the noble Cedric . " " In their turn , " answered he of the 9 32 IVANHOE . thee. If thou wert born of woman-if ...
... If thou be'st true knight , " said Wilfred , " think not of me - pursue yon ravisher - save the Lady Rowena - look to the noble Cedric . " " In their turn , " answered he of the 9 32 IVANHOE . thee. If thou wert born of woman-if ...
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... him closely through the mellay , neglected his own safety while he strove to avert the blows that were aimed at his master . The noble Saxon VOL . II . C was so fortunate as to reach his ward's apartment just IVANHOE . 33.
... him closely through the mellay , neglected his own safety while he strove to avert the blows that were aimed at his master . The noble Saxon VOL . II . C was so fortunate as to reach his ward's apartment just IVANHOE . 33.
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... noble sirs , " he said , " but in these glades I am monarch - they are my king- dom ; and these my wild subjects would reck but little of my power , were I , within my own domi- nions , to yield place to mortal man . - Now , sirs , who ...
... noble sirs , " he said , " but in these glades I am monarch - they are my king- dom ; and these my wild subjects would reck but little of my power , were I , within my own domi- nions , to yield place to mortal man . - Now , sirs , who ...
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... for our safety . - Noble Cedric , " he said , turning to the Saxon , " that spoil is divided into two portions ; do thou make choice of that best suits thee , to re- compence thy people who were partakers with us in this IVANHOE . 45.
... for our safety . - Noble Cedric , " he said , turning to the Saxon , " that spoil is divided into two portions ; do thou make choice of that best suits thee , to re- compence thy people who were partakers with us in this IVANHOE . 45.
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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.