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Abbotsford admirable affection afterwards already altogether appearance ballads Ballantyne Border called character close Constable course critical deal delight early Edinburgh edition English entered entirely expression fact feeling felt followed Fortunes gave give given half hand heart historical imagination important incident interest James John kind Lady later less letters light lines literary literature lived Lockhart look manners Marmion matter means mind nature never novels once passed past perhaps period poem poet poetic poetry practical present published question reader regard remained remember romance scenes Scott seems sense side story success things thought tion took touch turn verse volumes Walter Waverley whole writing written wrote young
Page 245 - — -he whistled shrill And he was answered from the hill ; Wild as the scream of the curlew, From crag to crag the signal flew.
Page 44 - Until they won her; for indeed I knew Of no more subtle master under heaven Than is the maiden passion for a maid, Not only to keep down the base in man, But teach high thought, and amiable words And courtliness, and the desire ol fame, And love of truth, and all that makes a man.
Page 273 - I have repeatedly laid down my future work to scale, divided it into volumes and chapters, and endeavoured to construct a story which I meant should evolve itself gradually and strikingly, maintain suspense, and stimulate curiosity; and which, finally, should terminate in a striking catastrophe.
Page 200 - As we rounded the lull at Ladhope, and the outline of the Eildons burst on him, he became greatly excited, and when turning himself on the couch his eye caught at length his own towers, at the distance of a mile, he sprang up with a cry of delight.
Page 201 - no repose for Sir Walter but in the grave." The tears again rushed from his eyes. "Friends," said he, "don't let me expose myself — get me to bed — that's the only place.
Page 11 - I last night supped in 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.
Page 202 - .I may have but a minute to speak to you. My dear, be a good man — be virtuous — be religions — be a good man. Nothing else will give you any comfort when you come to lie here.
Page 140 - We intended here to conclude this long article, when a strong report reached us of certain transatlantic confessions, which, if genuine, (though of this we know nothing,) assign a different author to these volumes, than the party suspected by our Scottish correspondents. Yet a critic may be excused seizing upon the nearest suspicious person, on the principle happily expressed by Claverhouse, in a letter to the Earl of Linlithgow. He had been, it seems, in search of a gifted weaver, who used to hold...