LIFE OF SIR WALTER SCOTT |
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... mind the seeds of future Deloraines , Clinthill Christies , and Robin Hoods . A neigh- bouring farmer had witnessed the execution of the Jacobite rebels at Carlisle : he recounted it to Scott ; and to this tale of horror , poured into ...
... mind the seeds of future Deloraines , Clinthill Christies , and Robin Hoods . A neigh- bouring farmer had witnessed the execution of the Jacobite rebels at Carlisle : he recounted it to Scott ; and to this tale of horror , poured into ...
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... mind by the print of Bunbury , representing the soldier lying dead in the snow , his widow beside him , and a child in her arms ; and how the eyes of the hapless bard of Coila glowed with pity , passion , and enthusiasm as he read the ...
... mind by the print of Bunbury , representing the soldier lying dead in the snow , his widow beside him , and a child in her arms ; and how the eyes of the hapless bard of Coila glowed with pity , passion , and enthusiasm as he read the ...
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... mind , of Sir Walter Scott . While serving his apprenticeship to his father , Scott commenced those yearly visits to the High- lands which were destined to exert such power on the development of his genius . He saw from the Wicks o ...
... mind , of Sir Walter Scott . While serving his apprenticeship to his father , Scott commenced those yearly visits to the High- lands which were destined to exert such power on the development of his genius . He saw from the Wicks o ...
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... mind about Goethe . Admitting generally his extraordinary powers , the greatness of his acquire- ments , and the potent grasp with which he held them - as Jupiter a sheaf of thunderbolts - his pro- found practical sagacity , and the ...
... mind about Goethe . Admitting generally his extraordinary powers , the greatness of his acquire- ments , and the potent grasp with which he held them - as Jupiter a sheaf of thunderbolts - his pro- found practical sagacity , and the ...
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... mind , the solidity of his learning , the freshness of his literary enthu- siasm , and the fervour of his poetic genius : for although not a great poet , a poet he was . We shall not soon forget visiting the little room in a poor ...
... mind , the solidity of his learning , the freshness of his literary enthu- siasm , and the fervour of his poetic genius : for although not a great poet , a poet he was . We shall not soon forget visiting the little room in a poor ...
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Стр. 123 - Hath rent a strange and shatter'd way Through the rude bosom of the hill, And that each naked precipice, Sable ravine, and dark abyss, Tells of the outrage still. The wildest glen, but this, can show Some touch of Nature's genial glow ; On high...
Стр. 11 - Duncan, who had not patience to have a sober chat interrupted by my shouting forth this ditty. Methinks I now see his tall thin emaciated figure, his legs cased in clasped gambadoes, and his face of a length that would have rivalled the Knight of La Mancha's, and hear him exclaiming, " One may as well speak in the mouth of a cannon as where that child is.
Стр. 372 - When Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her fathers' God before her moved, An awful guide in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonished lands, The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow.
Стр. 154 - The sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill, In Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hush and still — The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright hues that once it bore ; • Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. " With listless look along the plain I see Tweed's silver current glide, i And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride.
Стр. 2 - In [April 1758] my father married Anne Rutherford, eldest daughter of Dr John Rutherford, professor of medicine in the University of Edinburgh. He was one of...
Стр. 83 - tis no laughing matter; little by little, whatever your wishes may be, you will destroy and undermine, until nothing of what makes Scotland Scotland shall remain.
Стр. 340 - It can be said of him, When he departed, he took a Man's life along with him. No sounder piece of British manhood was put together in that eighteenth century of Time. Alas, his fine Scotch face, with its shaggy honesty, sagacity and goodness, when we saw it latterly on the Edinburgh streets, was all worn with care, the joy all fled from it;—ploughed deep with labour and sorrow. We shall never forget it; we shall never see it again. Adieu,' Sir Walter, pride of all Scotchmen, take our proud and...
Стр. 197 - On descending, he was to be found seated with all his dogs and ours about him, under a spreading ash that overshadowed half the bank between the cottage and the brook, pointing the edge of his woodman's...
Стр. 254 - ... to throw away life as a child does a broken toy. I am sure I know one who has often felt so. O God ! what are we ? — Lords of nature ? — Why, a tile drops from a house-top, which an elephant would not feel more than the fall of a sheet of paste-board, and there lies his lordship. Or something of inconceivably minute origin — the pressure of a bone, or the inflammation of a particle of the brain — takes place, and the emblem of the Deity destroys himself or some one else.
Стр. 17 - He has the most extraordinary genius of a boy I ever saw. He was reading a poem to his mother when I went in. I made him read on : it was the description of a shipwreck. His passion rose with the storm. He lifted his eyes and hands. 'There's the mast gone,' says he; 'crash it goes ! — they will all perish ! ' After his agitation, he turns to me. 'That is too melancholy,' says he; 'I had better read you something more amusing.