Rob Roy — Complete

How have I sinn'd, that this affliction Should light so heavy on me? I have no more sons, And this no more mine own.--My grand curse Hang o'er his head that thus transformed the...

There is one advantage in an accumulation of evils, differing in cause and character, that the distraction which they afford by their contradictory operation prevents the patien...

I had scarce given vent to my feelings in this paroxysm, ere was ashamed of my weakness. I remembered that I had been for some time endeavouring to regard Diana Vernon, when her...

I felt stunned and chilled as they retired. Imagination, dwelling on an absent object of affection, paints her not only in the fairest light, but in that in which we most desire...

"Woe to the vanquished!" was stern Brenno's word, When sunk proud Rome beneath the Gallic sword-- "Woe to the vanquished!" when his massive blade Bore down the scale against her...

--General, Hear me, and mark me well, and look upon me Directly in my face--my woman's face-- See if one fear, one shadow of a terror, One paleness dare appear, but from my ange...

And be he safe restored ere evening set, Or, if there's vengeance in an injured heart, And power to wreak it in an armed hand, Your land shall ache for't. Old Play.

The echoes of the rocks and ravines, on either side, now rang to the trumpets of the cavalry, which, forming themselves into two distinct bodies, began to move down the valley a...

There are few more melancholy sensations than those with which we regard scenes of past pleasure when altered and deserted. In my ride to Osbaldistone Hall, I passed the same ob...