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... answered , " That he had heard of a man who used to rob on a black mare , but he was not the man , neither did he know him . " And this is all I can disco- ver relative to the matter . - for another , and related a traditional anecdote ...
... answered , " That he had heard of a man who used to rob on a black mare , but he was not the man , neither did he know him . " And this is all I can disco- ver relative to the matter . - for another , and related a traditional anecdote ...
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... answered not . sented the implied reproach . " Nay , never stare at me so sexton , " I doubt neither your But if you won't drink I will . 66 But the flash of his eye re- hard , Luke , " continued the courage nor your firmness . Here's ...
... answered not . sented the implied reproach . " Nay , never stare at me so sexton , " I doubt neither your But if you won't drink I will . 66 But the flash of his eye re- hard , Luke , " continued the courage nor your firmness . Here's ...
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... answered , composedly- " I have said all I know . " " But not all you think . " 66 Thoughts should not always find ... answer , yea or nay . Was it poison - was it steel ? ' " Enough - she died . " 66 No , it is not enough . When ...
... answered , composedly- " I have said all I know . " " But not all you think . " 66 Thoughts should not always find ... answer , yea or nay . Was it poison - was it steel ? ' " Enough - she died . " 66 No , it is not enough . When ...
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... answered the sexton , coldly , " I brought you hither to behold it . But you have anticipated my intentions . " " This my mother ? " shrieked Luke , dropping upon his knees by the body , and seizing one of its chilly hands , as it lay ...
... answered the sexton , coldly , " I brought you hither to behold it . But you have anticipated my intentions . " " This my mother ? " shrieked Luke , dropping upon his knees by the body , and seizing one of its chilly hands , as it lay ...
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... answer , and remarking no signs of life about his grandson , he began to be apprehensive that he had fallen into a swoon . Drawing near to Luke , he took him gently by the arm . Thus disturbed , Luke groaned aloud . " I am glad to find ...
... answer , and remarking no signs of life about his grandson , he began to be apprehensive that he had fallen into a swoon . Drawing near to Luke , he took him gently by the arm . Thus disturbed , Luke groaned aloud . " I am glad to find ...
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Rookwood [by W.H. Ainsworth]. Revised. By W.H. Ainsworth William Harrison Ainsworth Vista completa - 1837 |
Rookwood [by W.H. Ainsworth]. Revised. by W.H. Ainsworth William Harrison Ainsworth Sin vista previa disponible - 2018 |
Rookwood [By W.H. Ainsworth]. Revised. by W.H. Ainsworth William Harrison Ainsworth Sin vista previa disponible - 2023 |
Términos y frases comunes
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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Página 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
Página 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
Página 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;
Página 324 - the earth sings when he touches it: the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.
Página 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
Página 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
Página 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
Página 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.
Página 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!
Página 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