Category: Historical Novels
The image of Clermistonlee and his threats came painfully upon Lilian's memory. She shrieked for aid, but her cries were lost in the vacuity of the old-fashioned coach in which she was being carried off. She strove to open the windows, but they were immoveable as those of a ca...
_'Tis night_;--and glittering o'er the trampled heath, Pale gleams the moonlight on the field of death; Lights up each well-known spot, where late in blood, The vanquished yield...
7. CHAPTER VII.'Twas a dream of the ages of darkness and blood, When the ministers' home was the mountain and wood; The musquets were flashing, the blue swords were gleaming, The helmets were...
14. CHAPTER XIV.But the far mind was absent in pursuit Of him, her love, in fields where foes contested The bloody harvest, and a crown the fruit, Dread fruit, with cares and dangerous joys inv...
13. CHAPTER XIII.In the cause of right engaged, Wrongs injurious to redress; Honour's war we strongly waged, But the heavens denied success. Ruin's wheel has driven o'er us, Not a hope that dare...
23. CHAPTER XXIII.Ay, I had planned full many a sanguine scheme Of earthly happiness--romantic schemes, And fraught with loveliness:--and it is hard To feel the hand of death arrest one's steps,...
16. CHAPTER XVI.As torrents roll increased by numerous rills, With rage impetuous down their echoing hills; Rush to the vales and pour'd along the plain, Roar through a thousand channels to the...
8. CHAPTER VIII.To the Lords of Convention 'twas Claver's that spoke, Ere the King's crown shall fall there are crowns to be broke; So let each Cavalier who loves honour and me, Come follow the...
9. CHAPTER IX.My promised husband and my dearest friend; Since heaven appoints this favoured race to reign, And blood has drenched the Scottish fields in vain, May I be wretched and thy fligh...
12. CHAPTER XII.And it was a' for our richtfu' king, We ere left Scotia's strand, my dear; And it was a' for our richtfu' king, We saw another land, my dear. OLD SONG.
6. CHAPTER VI.Meanwhile, regardless of the royal cause, His sword for James no brother sov'raign draws. The Pope himself, surrounded with alarms, To France his bulls, to Corfu sends his arms;...
10. CHAPTER X.Heard ye not! heard ye not! how that whirlwind the Gael, Through Lochaber swept down from Lochness to Locheil-- And the Campbells to meet them in battle array, Came on like the...
2. CHAPTER II.A strong dose of love is worse than one of ratafia; when once it gets into our heads it trips up our heels, and then good night to discretion. THE LYING VALET.
22. CHAPTER XXII.See the cypress wreath of saddest hue, The twining destiny threading through; And the serpent coil is twisting there-- While regardless of the victim's prayer, The fiend laughs...
4. CHAPTER IV.Heavily and slowly passed the cloudy winter day at Clermiston, and evening found Lilian seated, full of tears and misery, by the great fire that rumbled in the arched chimney, a...
1. CHAPTER I.The image of Clermistonlee and his threats came painfully upon Lilian's memory. She shrieked for aid, but her cries were lost in the vacuity of the old-fashioned coach in which...
21. CHAPTER XXI.Oh, these were only marks of joy, forsooth, For his return in safety! Were they so? And so ye may believe, and so my words May fall unheeded! Be it so; what comes Will neverthel...
11. CHAPTER XI.Oh last and best of Scots! who did'st maintain Thy country's freedom from a foreign reign; New people fill the land, now thou art gone, New gods the temples, and new kings the t...
20. CHAPTER XX.Meanwhile, without recognising Clermistonlee, and not aware that he had been recognized by him, poor Walter, who was of that temperament which is easily raised and depressed, tu...
19. CHAPTER XIX.In the gloaming of an evening in the autumn of 1693 a man left the western gate of Edinburgh, and, skirting the suburb of the Highriggs, struck into the roadway between the fields.
5. CHAPTER V.Once in a lone and secret hour of night, When every eye was closed, and the pale moon And stars alone shone conscious of the theft, Hot with the Tuscan grape, and high in blood,...
18. CHAPTER XVIII.To daunton me, and me sae young, And guid King James's auldest son! Oh, that's the thing that never can be, For the man is unborn that'll daunton me! O set me once upon Scottish...
3. CHAPTER III.The winter cold is past and gone, And now comes on the spring; And I am one of the Scots Life Guards, And I must fight for the King. My dear! And I must fight for him! OLD SONG.
15. CHAPTER XV.She endured all the complicated agony of endeavouring to rend from her heart its dearest and most wonted thoughts--the hopes and affection she had fostered and cherished for yea...