The Miscellaneous Prose Works of Sir Walter Scott: Biographical memoirs of eminent novelistsBaudry's European Library, 1838 |
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Halaman 9
... scene be laid in Greece or in Taprobana ; the description , however unlike what it is intended to represent , will always present a very just picture of the manners of France and England in the feudal times . Accordingly , since the ...
... scene be laid in Greece or in Taprobana ; the description , however unlike what it is intended to represent , will always present a very just picture of the manners of France and England in the feudal times . Accordingly , since the ...
Halaman 14
... scene has been long since closed by the hand of death . But we must not , in our respect for the dead , altogether forget what is due to the living . Much coarse and insolent invective is poured on Bishop Percy , who seems to have ...
... scene has been long since closed by the hand of death . But we must not , in our respect for the dead , altogether forget what is due to the living . Much coarse and insolent invective is poured on Bishop Percy , who seems to have ...
Halaman 29
... scene into the history of John of Gaunt . Neither is the language in which these legends are told altogether unworthy of our applause . There often occur passages , which , from the spirit of the poet rising with the situation , may ...
... scene into the history of John of Gaunt . Neither is the language in which these legends are told altogether unworthy of our applause . There often occur passages , which , from the spirit of the poet rising with the situation , may ...
Halaman 71
... scene of worrying and wrangling . This poem has never , we believe , been printed . We could add largely to these examples , and show that low romance formed a dis- tinct style of composition during the middle ages ; but we have al ...
... scene of worrying and wrangling . This poem has never , we believe , been printed . We could add largely to these examples , and show that low romance formed a dis- tinct style of composition during the middle ages ; but we have al ...
Halaman 78
... scene , all of which are successively baffled and discon- certed by the bustling interference of the lover himself . The French original has infinitely the superiority of the English imitation ; not only as being the original , but ...
... scene , all of which are successively baffled and discon- certed by the bustling interference of the lover himself . The French original has infinitely the superiority of the English imitation ; not only as being the original , but ...
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Halaman 160 - I STOOD in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand ; I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Halaman 449 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!
Halaman 234 - Thou rascal beadle, hold thy bloody hand : Why dost thou lash that whore ? strip thine own back ; Thou hotly lust'st to use her in that kind, For which thou whipp'st her.
Halaman 120 - Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met, or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Halaman 155 - It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count — I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise, And clear them of their dreary mote ; At last men came to set me free...
Halaman 217 - Or, would'st thou lose thyself, and catch no harm ? And find thyself again without a charm ? Would'st read thyself, and read thou know'st not what, And yet know whether thou art blest or not, By reading the same lines ? O, then, come hither ; And lay my book, thy head and heart together.
Halaman 449 - ... crash And merciless ravage: and the shady nook Of hazels, and the green and mossy bower, Deformed and sullied, patiently gave up Their quiet being: and unless I now Confound my present feelings with the past...
Halaman 276 - It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, ""Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Halaman 162 - And even since, and now, fair Italy ! Thou art the garden of the world, the home Of all Art yields, and Nature (') can decree ; Even in thy desert, what is like to thee ? Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste ; More rich than other climes' fertility ; Thy wreck a glory, and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced.
Halaman 164 - Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood — Shall he expire And unavenged? Arise! ye Goths, and glut your ire!