The Prose Works of Sir Walter Scott, Bart: Paul's letters to his kinsfolk and Abstract of the Eyrbiggia-sagaR.Cadell, 1834 |
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Page 254 - Thou hast had pity on the gourd, for the which thou hast not laboured, neither madest it grow; which came up in a night, and perished in a night: and should not I spare Nineveh, that great city, wherein are more than sixscore thousand persons that cannot discern between their right hand and their left hand; and also much cattle?
Page 66 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Page 222 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy; A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head - and there is London Town!
Page 122 - Believe me," he afterwards said, " that nothing, excepting a battle lost, can be half so melancholy as a battle won. The bravery of my troops has hitherto saved me from that greater evil ; but, to win...
Page 214 - And arm'd with kings to strive ; And now, thou art a nameless thing, So abject, yet alive ! Is this the man of thousand thrones, Who strew'd our earth with hostile bones, And can he thus survive? Since He, miscall'd the Morning Star, Nor man, nor fiend hath fallen so far.
Page 214 - Tis done — but yesterday a King ! And arm'd with Kings to strive—- And now thou art a nameless thing ! So abject — yet alive...
Page 66 - Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low.
Page 8 - ... ornamented ; the whole comprising a general effect, which, from its grandeur and intricacy, amuses at once and delights the spectator. In fact, this rich intermixture of towers, and battlements, and projecting windows, highly sculptured, joined to the height of the houses, and the variety of ornament upon their fronts, produces an effect as superior to those of the tame uniformity of a modern street, as the casque of the warrior exhibits over the slouched broad-brimmed beaver of a Quaker.
Page 299 - A youth who scarce had seen his twentieth year Was Wallenstein, when he and I were friends ; Yet even then he had a daring soul : His frame of mind was serious and severe Beyond his years : his dreams were of great objects.
Page 288 - We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts; what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?