The Waverley Novels, Volume 4

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Page 182 - Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.
Page 148 - It happened one day about noon, going towards my boat, I was exceedingly surprised with the print of a man's naked foot on the shore, which was very^ plain to be seen in the sand.
Page 155 - I hear a voice, you cannot hear, Which says, I must not stay; I see a hand, you cannot see, Which beckons me away.
Page xxiv - For why ? because the good old rule Sufficeth them, the simple plan, That they should take, who have the power, And they should keep who can.
Page 346 - They shall hear of my vengeance that would scorn to listen to the story of my wrongs. The miserable Highland drover, bankrupt, barefooted, stripped of alL dishonoured and hunted down, because the avarice of others grasped at more than that poor all could pay, shall burst on them in an awful change. They that scoffed at the grovelling worm and trode upon him may cry and howl when they see the stoop of the flying and fiery-mouthed dragon. But why do I speak of all this?
Page 306 - ... by its various disgraces, its ineffable miseries, its constantly accumulating masses of crime and sorrow : you could live and enjoy yourself, while the noble-minded are betrayed — while nameless and birthless villains tread on the neck of the brave and...
Page 334 - Speak out, sir, and do not Maister or Campbell me ; my foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor...
Page 350 - Can we view their bluidy edicts against us — their hanging, heading, hounding, and hunting down an ancient and honourable name — as deserving better treatment than that which enemies give to enemies? — Here I stand, have been in twenty frays, and never hurt man but when I was in het bluid ; and yet they wad betray me and hang me like a masterless dog, at the gate of ony great man that has an illwill at me.
Page 112 - I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive so good a commander with so slight, so drunken, and so indiscreet an officer. Drunk ! and speak parrot ! and squabble, swagger, swear, and discourse fustian with one's own shadow...
Page xxiv - Statutes and their shelves : They stir us up against our Kind ; And worse, against Ourselves. We have a passion, make a law, Too false to guide us or control ! And for the law itself we fight In bitterness of soul. And, puzzled, blinded thus, we lose Distinctions that are plain and few : These find I graven on my heart : That tells me what to do.

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