Memoirs of the Life of Sir Walter Scott, Bart, Volum 1Robert Cadell, Edinburgh. John Murray and Whittaker and Company, London., 1837 - 486 sider |
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Memoirs of the Life of Sir Walter Scott, Bart, Volum 1 John Gibson Lockhart Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1837 |
Memoirs of the Life of Sir Walter Scott, Bart, Volum 1 John Gibson Lockhart Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1838 |
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Side 137 - Peace. I whispered my information to a friend present, who mentioned it to Burns, who rewarded me with a look and a word, which, though of mere civility, I then received, and still recollect, with very great pleasure. "His person was strong and robust: his manners rustic, not clownish; a sort of dignified plainness and simplicity, which received part of its effect perhaps from one's knowledge of his extraordinary talents. His features are represented in Mr. Nasmyth's picture, but to me it conveys...
Side 138 - There was a strong expression of sense and shrewdness in all his lineaments ; the eye alone, I think, indicated the poetical character and temperament. It was large and of a dark cast, which glowed, I say literally glowed, when he spoke with feeling or interest. I never saw such another eye in a human head, though I have seen the most distinguished men of my time.
Side 136 - I saw him one day at the late venerable Professor Ferguson's, where there were several gentlemen of literary reputation, among whom I remember the celebrated Mr. Dugald Stewart.
Side 50 - Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way, And merrily hent the stile-a; A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile-a.
Side 135 - THE dews of summer night did fall, The moon (sweet Regent of the sky!) Silvered the walls of Cumnor Hall And many an oak that grew thereby.
Side 409 - ... equanimity the novel usage to which her chintz was exposed. The Shepherd, however, remarked nothing of all this — dined heartily and drank freely, and, by jest, anecdote, and song, afforded plentiful merriment to the more civilized part of the company. As the liquor operated, his familiarityincreased and strengthened ; from " Mr Scott," he advanced to " Sherra," and thence to " Scott," " Walter," and " Wattie,"— until, at supper, he fairly convulsed the whole party by addressing Mrs Scott...
Side 43 - ... it is with the deepest regret that I recollect in my manhood the opportunities of learning which I neglected in my youth ; that through every part of my literary career I have felt pinched and hampered by my own ignorance ; and...
Side 196 - He was makin' himsell a' the time,' said Mr. Shortreed ; ' but he didna ken maybe what he was about till years had passed : at first he thought o' little, I dare say, but the queerness and the fun.
Side 152 - I only wished I had been as good a player on the flute as poor George Primrose in the Vicar of Wakefield. If I had his art, I should like nothing better than to tramp like him from cottage to cottage over the world.
Side 275 - Be still, my heart's darling — my child, be at ease; It was but the wild blast as it sung thro' the trees.' ERL-KING 'O, wilt thou go with me, thou loveliest boy? My daughter shall tend thee with care and with joy; She shall bear thee so lightly thro' wet and thro' wild, And press thee and kiss thee and sing to my child.