Waverley Novels, 第 2 卷Ticknor and Fields, 1867 |
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Altamont amongst ancient answered Norna arms ashore betwixt boat Boatswain Brenda Bryce Snailsfoot Burgh-Westra called Captain Cleveland Claud Halcro Cleve command crew dare daughters Derrick devil Dick Fletcher dwarf eyes fair Fair Isle farewell father favour fear Fitful-head Fletcher Fortune's Favourite gentleman gentlemen of fortune glorious John Goffe hand head hear heard heart Heaven honest honour island Jack Bunce Jarlshof John Dryden kinswoman Kirkwall land look Magistrate Magnus Troil maiden manner matter Minna Troil Mordaunt Mertoun mother never Norse Orcadian Orkney Pacolet pirate poor Provost replied Cleveland rhyme rovers rude sail Saint Magnus Saint Ninian Saint Ronan scarce seemed ship sibyl sister sloop speak spirit spoke Stennis stood Swertha tell thee thing thou thought tide tion tone Triptolemus turned Udaller vessel voice weel wild wind woman word Yellowley young Zetland
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第 78 頁 - I do love these ancient ruins. We never tread upon them but we set Our foot upon some reverend history; And, questionless, here in this open court, Which now lies naked to the injuries Of stormy weather, some men lie...
第 23 頁 - There was a laughing Devil in his sneer, That raised emotions both of rage and fear; And where his frown of hatred darkly fell, Hope withering fled, and Mercy sigh'd farewell!
第 150 頁 - A fiery soul, which, working out its way, Fretted the pigmy body to decay, And o'er-informed the tenement of clay. A daring pilot in extremity; Pleased with the danger, when the waves went high He sought the storms; but, for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands to boast his wit.
第 244 頁 - Some of their chiefs were princes of the land; In the first rank of these did Zimri stand, A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome...
第 51 頁 - Its next must join the seaward cheer, And shout among the shouting crew. " The accents which I scarce could form Beneath your frown's controlling check, Must give the word, above the storm, To cut the mast, and clear the wreck. " The timid eye I dared not raise, — The hand that shook when press'd to thine, Must point the guns upon the chase, — Must bid the deadly cutlass shine.
第 255 頁 - The country rings around with loud alarms, And raw in fields the rude militia swarms; Mouths without hands; maintained at vast expense, In peace a charge, in war a weak defence ; Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever, but in times of need, at hand...