 Claverhouse, as beautiful as when he lived, with his long, dark, curled locks, streaming down over his laced buff-coat, and his left hand always on his right spuleblade, to hide the wound that the silver bullet had made. He sat apart from them all, and...  Redgauntlet: A Tale of the Eighteenth Century - Pagina 87door Walter Scott - 1834Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1824 - 336 pagina’s
...spule-bladc, to hide the wound that the silver bullet had made. He sat apart from them all, and looked at them with a melancholy, haughty countenance ; while...marrow in his banes. They that waited at the table were j ust the wicked serving-men and troopers, that had done their work and wicked bidding on earth. There... | |
 | 1824 - 394 pagina’s
...spulc-hlade, to hide the wound that the. silver bullet had made. He sat apart from them all, and looked at them with a melancholy, haughty countenance ; while...sounds, as made my gudesire's very nails grow blue, and drilled the marrow in his banes. They that waited at the table were just the wicked serving-men and... | |
 | Tobias Merton (pseud) - 1824 - 480 pagina’s
...blade, to hide the wound that the silver bullet bad made. He sat apart from them all, and looked upon them with a melancholy, haughty countenance ; while...and sung, and laughed, that the room rang. But their smiels were fearfully contorted from time to time ; and their laughter passed into such wild sounds,... | |
 | 1826 - 654 pagina’s
...all, and looked at them with a melancholy, haughty countenance ; while the rest hallooed, and SttP7, and laughed, that the room rang. But their smiles...laughter passed into such wild sounds, as made my gudeeire's very nails grow Une, and chilled the marrow in his '4 They that waited at the table were... | |
 | 1837 - 456 pagina’s
...spule-blade, to hide the wound that the silver bullet had made. He sat apart from them all, and looked at them with a melancholy, haughty countenance ; while...very nails grow blue, and chilled the marrow in his bones. They that waited at the table were jast the wicked serving-men and troopers, that had done their... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1841 - 616 pagina’s
...haughtycountenance; while the rest halloo.il, and sung, and laughed, that the room rang. But theirsmtlts were fearfully contorted from time to time; and their laughter passed into Filch wild sounds, as made my gudesire's very nails grow blue, and chilled the marrow in his banes.... | |
 | 1910 - 862 pagina’s
...spule-blade. to hide the wound that the silver bullet had made. He sat apart from them all, and looked at them with a melancholy, haughty countenance: while...their smiles were fearfully contorted from time to ame; and their laugh passed into such wild sounds as made my gudeslre's very nails grow blue, and chilled... | |
 | Robert Cruikshank - 1845 - 738 pagina’s
...blade, to hide the wound that the silver bullet had made. He sat apart from them all, and looked upon them with a melancholy, haughty countenance; while...their smiles were fearfully contorted from time to tinie; and their laughter passed into such wild sounds, as made my gudesire's very nails grow blue,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1846 - 759 pagina’s
...spule-blade, to hide the wound that the silver bullet had made.* He sat apart from them all, and looked at them with a melancholy, haughty countenance; while...fearfully contorted from time to time ; and their laugh passed into such wild sounds, as made my gudesire's very nails grow blue, and chilled the marrow... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1846 - 644 pagina’s
...in thin world, either m the cou -ne of then live« or in tlio hour of dealti. In the account of the them with a melancholy, haughty countenance; while...hallooed, and sung, and laughed, that the room rang. But thiir smiles were fearfully contortee from time to time; and their laughter passed into such wild sounds,... | |
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