Landscape - historical illustrations of Scotland, and the Waverley novels: from drawings by J.M.W. Turner, Balmer [and others]. Descriptions by G.N. Wright
Fisher, Son, & Company, 1836
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Abbot amongst ancient answered appeared approached arms attended bear beautiful body called castle cause character chief church close commanded continued dark death deep distance Duke England English escape exclaimed fair father fear feet fire followed friends give hand head heard held Highland hills hold honour Hope horse interest Jeanie king knight lady lake land length less light Loch look Lord manner master miles mind natural never noble object occasion occupied once original party passed period person possessed present prince Queen remained replied returned river rock round royal scene Scotland Scott seat seemed shore side situated soon sound stand stood sword thou took tower turned village voice walls Waverley whole wild young
Seite 40 - King James did rushing come. Scarce could they hear, or see their foes, Until at weapon-point they close. They close in clouds of smoke and dust, With sword-sway and with lance's thrust; And such a yell was there Of sudden and portentous birth, As if men fought upon the earth And fiends in upper air; O life and death were in the shout, Recoil and rally, charge and rout, And triumph and despair.
Seite 52 - DAY set on Norham's castled steep, And Tweed's fair river, broad and deep, And Cheviot's mountains lone : The battled towers, the donjon keep, The loophole grates, where captives weep, The flanking walls that round it sweep, In yellow lustre shone.
Seite 94 - For his religion, it was fit To match his learning and his wit : 'Twas Presbyterian true blue, For he was of that stubborn crew Of errant saints, whom all men grant To be the true church militant ; Such as do build their faith upon The holy text of pike and gun ; Decide all controversies by Infallible artillery ; And prove their doctrine orthodox By apostolic blows and knocks...
Seite 69 - IF thou would'st view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moon-light; For the gay beams of lightsome day Gild, but to flout, the ruins gray.
Seite 44 - With boughs that quaked at every breath, Grey birch and aspen wept beneath; Aloft, the ash and warrior oak Cast anchor in the rifted rock; And, higher yet, the pine-tree hung His shattered trunk, and frequent flung, Where seemed the cliffs to meet on high, His boughs athwart the narrowed sky.
Seite 49 - WALY waly up the bank, And waly waly down the brae, And waly waly yon...
Seite 18 - The sun was now resting his huge disk upon the edge of the level ocean, and gilded the accumulation of towering clouds through which he had travelled the livelong day, and which now assembled on all sides, like misfortunes and disasters around a sinking empire, and falling monarch.
Seite 69 - The scene was singularly romantic. On the verge of a wood, which approached to within a mile of the town of Ashby, was an extensive meadow, of the finest and most beautiful green turf, surrounded on one side by the forest, and fringed on the other by straggling oaktrees, some of which had grown to an immense size.
Seite 94 - ... his fine features, that the warders, struck with his rich attire and noble countenance, suffered him to approach the ground over which the queen was to pass, somewhat closer than was permitted to ordinary spectators.
Seite 94 - The night had been rainy, and just where the young gentleman st'ood, a small quantity of mud interrupted the Queen's passage. As she hesitated to pass on, the gallant, throwing his cloak from his shoulders, laid it on the miry spot, so as to insure her stepping over it dry-shod.