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... approach , is removed , only the hand of the skilful architect to its entire renovation and perfection . I have not included the great name of WAL- TER SCOTT in this list , because , in the sense to which I would confine the term , he ...
... approach , is removed , only the hand of the skilful architect to its entire renovation and perfection . I have not included the great name of WAL- TER SCOTT in this list , because , in the sense to which I would confine the term , he ...
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... approach , or in search of prey , winged its spectral flight in continuous and mazy circles round his head , uttering at each wheel its startling whoop ; or a deep distant bay , that ever and anon boomed upon the ear , proceeding from a ...
... approach , or in search of prey , winged its spectral flight in continuous and mazy circles round his head , uttering at each wheel its startling whoop ; or a deep distant bay , that ever and anon boomed upon the ear , proceeding from a ...
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... approach him . She embraced his arm - she clasped his hand . Sir Reginald smiled . His smile was cutting as his dagger's edge . " What ails you , sweetheart ? " said he . " I know not ; your smile frightens me . " " My smile frightens ...
... approach him . She embraced his arm - she clasped his hand . Sir Reginald smiled . His smile was cutting as his dagger's edge . " What ails you , sweetheart ? " said he . " I know not ; your smile frightens me . " " My smile frightens ...
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... had been musing for some moments , with my head resting upon my hand , when , happening to raise my eyes , I beheld a figure immediately before me . I was astonished at the sight , for I had perceived no one approach $ 84 ROOKWOOD .
... had been musing for some moments , with my head resting upon my hand , when , happening to raise my eyes , I beheld a figure immediately before me . I was astonished at the sight , for I had perceived no one approach $ 84 ROOKWOOD .
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William Harrison Ainsworth. the sight , for I had perceived no one approach - had heard no footstep advance towards me , and was satisfied that no one besides myself could be in the garden . The presence of the figure inspired me with an ...
William Harrison Ainsworth. the sight , for I had perceived no one approach - had heard no footstep advance towards me , and was satisfied that no one besides myself could be in the garden . The presence of the figure inspired me with an ...
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Alan Rookwood amongst answered appearance asked Barbara beauty behold Black Bess blood brother canting crew Carrion Crow Checkley coffin countenance cried Luke curse dark Davenham dead devil Dick Turpin door ears echoed Eleanor Mowbray exclaimed eyes father fear followed gazed gentleman gibbet gipsy glance ground hall hand Handassah hath head hear heard heart highwayman honour horse instant Jack Palmer Jerry knight of Malta Lady Rookwood ladyship laugh look Luke Bradley Luke's Major Mowbray mare mother never night once Paterson patrico Peter Bradley pistol priest Ranulph Rookwood Rapparees REDMOND O'HANLON replied Coates replied Luke replied Ranulph returned road Rook rushed scarcely sexton shouted silence Sir Luke Rookwood Sir Piers's Sir Ranulph Sir Reginald smile song soul steed stood stream Sybil tell thee thing thou thought Titus Toft Tom King tone tree Tyrconnel vault voice whisper word Zoroaster
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Strona 150 - have a snap at you, at all hazards," cried Coates, springing suddenly towards him. " And I at you," said Turpin, discharging his pistol right in the face of the rash attorney — " there's a quittance in full." BOOK III. THE GIPSY. Lay a garland on my hearse, Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear, From my hour
Strona 350 - CAWOOD FERRY. The sight renewed my courser's feet, A moment, staggering feebly fleet, A moment, with a faint low neigh, He answered, and then fell. With gasps and glazing eyes he lay, And reeking limbs immoveable,— His first, and last career
Strona 324 - Dauphin. I will not change my horse with any that treads but on four pasterns. Ca, ha! He bounds from the earth, as if his entrails were hairs;
Strona 324 - the earth sings when he touches it: the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.
Strona 233 - Well, go thy ways, old Nick Machiavel, there will never be the peer of thee for wholesome policy and good counsel: thou took'st pains to chalk men out the dark paths and hidden plots of murther and deceit, and no man has the grace to follow
Strona 117 - that a stone with a hole in it hung at the bed's head will prevent the Night-Mare ; and is therefore called a hag-stone " The belief in this charm still lingers in some districts, and maintains, like the
Strona 323 - on right and left, how fast, Each forest, grove, and bower; On right and left, fled past, how fast, Each city, town, and tower. CHAPTER XXXIX. BLACK
Strona 324 - cheval volant, the Pegasus qui a les narines defeu ! When I bestride him I soar. I am a hawk : the earth sings when he touches it: the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.
Strona 305 - prompt to charge or caress, Now is she not beautiful ? — bonny Black Bess ! V. Over highway and byeway, in rough and smooth weather, Some thousands of miles have we journeyed together; Our couch the same straw, and our meal the same mess, No couple more constant than I and Black Bess!
Strona 84 - husband Now he owes nature nothing. Man. And look upon this creature as his wife. Is dead. Vit. Cor. Oh, he's a happy husband ! She comes not like a widow — she comes armed With scorn and impudence. Is this a mourning habit