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I never heard of any that were so, For though the will to do't, and power they want, They love to hear of what they cannot grant. Phi. No more, Is this your duty to your Prince, Alcander? You were not wont to counsel thus amiss, 'Tis either Disrespect or some Design; I could be wondrous angry with thee now, But that my Grief has such possession here, 'Twill make no room for Rage. Alcan.
Ever while you live, you treat me too Well ever to hope. Enter Alcander, kneels, offers his Sword to Aminta. What new Masquerade's this? by Jove, Alcander Has more tricks than a dancing Bear. Am. What mean you by this present? Alcan. Kill me. Am. What have you done to merit it? Alcan. Do not ask, but do't. Am. I'll have a reason first. Alcan. I think I've kill'd Pisaro. Am. Fal.
Th' devil seems a howdin me, an I conno pull away, not whativer. T' new minister says, 'Dunnot yo pull. Let Jesus do't all. He's strang, He is. 'Yo're nobbut a worm. But I've naw assurance, Davy, theer's whar it is I've naw assurance! he repeated, forgetting in his pain the unregenerate mind of his companion. David walked on beside him wondering.
"Yes," answered Zeb, as, with one hand on the line that now connected the wreck with the shore, he sat down astride the mast facing him; "I reckon I'll do't." "Unlucky, isn't it?" "What?" "To save a man from drowning." "Maybe. Untie these corks from my chest, and let me slip 'em round yourn. How your fingers do shake, to be sure!"
"The Black Dwarf's Bones" is a sketch of the misshapen creature from whom Scott borrowed the character that gives a name to one of his minor Border stories. He was polite to the fair, but classed mankind at large with his favourite aversions: ghosts, fairies, and robbers. There was this of human about the Black Dwarf, that "he hated folk that are aye gaun to dee, and never do't."
Menteith told papa, to require a man's whole energies for the next twenty years." "I wonder if I shall live so long. Well, I am glad, Helen. It will be something worth living for." Malcolm's saying that "if my lord taks a thing into his heid he'll do't, ye ken," was as true now as when the earl was a little boy. Mr.
'Ay, says farmer Dykes, lookin' very bad; 'forsett-and-backsett, ye'll tak me oot, Tom Ettles, and clap ye doun behint me quick, or I'll claw ho'd o' thee. Tom felt his hair risin' stiff on his heed, and his tongue so fast to the roof o' his mouth he could scarce get oot a word; but says he, 'If Black Jack can't do it o' noo, he'll ne'er do't and carry double. 'I ken my ain business best, says Dykes.
How nice she keeps her children! and little enough money to do't with; and a delicate creatur' six children, and another a-coming. I don't know how they make both ends meet, I'm sure, now her aunt has left 'em. But I sent 'em a cheese and a sack o' potatoes last week; that's something towards filling the little mouths. 'Ah! said Mr. Hackit, 'and my wife makes Mr.
Leeby asked her mother. "Juist what I expeckit," Jess answered. "Ye see she's dependent on Jeames, so she has to butter up at 'im." "Did she say onything aboot haudin' the wife's hand sae fond-like?" "Ay, she said it was an awfu' trial to her, an' 'at it sickened her to see Jeames an' the wife baith believin' 'at she likit to do't."
"It does look kindy cruel to drag down a handsome buck and cut his glossy throat; and see a harmless fawn spout blood, and strangle and die; and I used to shut my eyes when I bit a pigeon's neck, and took little quails' heads off; but now I can do't without winkin'; and as for them infarnal bears, I'd ruther kill 'em than to eat. And you'll have to kill 'em, if you want any corn."
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