Quentin DurwardHoughton, Mifflin, 1913 - 529 páginas |
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answered archer arms astrologer attendants Balafré betwixt bishop Boar of Ardennes Bohemian Burgundian called cardinal Cardinal Balue castle character Charles of Burgundy chivalry Comines command Countess Isabelle court Crèvecoeur D'Hymbercourt danger dress Duke Charles Duke of Burgundy Duke of Orleans Duke's Dunois duty Edited exclaimed eyes father favour fear French Galeotti Glorieux hand hastily hath Hayraddin head Heaven honour horse King Louis King of France King's Ladies of Croye Lady Hameline Liege Liegeois look Lord Crawford Louis of Bourbon Louis XI Louis's Ludovic Maître Pierre Majesty Majesty's Marck Marthon master murder nephew never night noble Oliver Orleans Pavillon Péronne person Petit-André present prince provost-marshal Quentin Durward replied royal Schonwaldt Scott SCOTT's note Scottish Guard seemed sire soldier speak sword tell thee thou art thought tone Tristan Tristan l'Hermite Trois-Eschelles trust vassal word yonder youth ΙΟ
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Página 498 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade, And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday...
Página 1 - Look here, upon this picture, and on this, The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury...
Página 44 - The lark, his lay who thrill'd all day, Sits hush'd his partner nigh ; Breeze, bird, and flower, confess the hour, But where is County Guy ? " The village maid steals through the shade, Her shepherd's suit to hear ; To beauty shy, by lattice...
Página 519 - And marshal me to knavery: Let it work; For 'tis the sport, to have the engineer Hoist with his own petar...
Página 121 - I was all ear, !(« And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death.
Página 195 - I am as free as Nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
Página 485 - Dieux, pour le confondre, l'accablent de trésors dont il n'ose jouir ; Ce qu'il cherche pour être heureux est précisément ce qui l'empêche de l'être. Il regrette tout ce qu'il donne, et craint toujours de perdre ; il se tourmente pour gagner. " On ne le voit presque jamais ; il est seul, triste, abattu, au fond de son palais ; ses amis mêmes n'osent l'aborder, de peur de lui devenir suspects.
Página ix - Mr Walter Scott's. 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.
Página 339 - Tis listening fear, and dumb amazement all: When to the startled eye the sudden glance Appears far south, eruptive through the cloud; And following slower, in explosion vast, The Thunder raises his tremendous voice. At first, heard solemn o'er the verge of Heaven...