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accursed answered Rebecca armour arms Athelstane Aymer barbican battle battlements Beaumanoir better Black Knight blood Bracy brethren Brian de Bois-Guilbert brother called castle champion Christian companion Coningsburgh Conrade damsel daughter death deed defend England evil exclaimed eyes fate fear Fetterlock Fitzurse Friar Friar Tuck Front-de-Boeuf Grand Master Guilbert Gurth hand hast thou hath head heart Heaven hither holy Order honour horse Isaac of York Ivanhoe Jester Jewess Jorvaulx King knave Lady Rowena lance Locksley look maiden Malvoisin monk Mont-Fitchet Norman numbers Outlaw pray Preceptor priest Prince John Prior prisoner ransom Rebecca replied reverend father Richard Richard Plantagenet Rotherwood Rowena Saint Saint Dunstan Saint George Saxon Sir Knight sword Temple Templestowe thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thyself Torquilstone trust Ulrica Urfried valour voice Waldemar walls Wamba Wilfred of Ivanhoe wounded yeoman yonder
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Strana 103 - Rebecca again looked forth, and almost immediately exclaimed, " Holy prophets of the law ! Front-de-Bceuf and the Black Knight fight hand to hand on the breach, amid the roar of their followers, who watch the progress of the strife — Heaven strike with the cause of the oppressed and of the captive ! " She then uttered a loud shriek, and exclaimed, " He is down ! — he is down !
Strana 104 - Knight/' answered Rebecca, faintly; then instantly again shouted with joyful eagerness - "But no - but no!
Strana 104 - ... to ascend upon the shoulders of each other - down go stones, beams, and trunks of trees upon their heads, and as fast as they bear the wounded to the rear, fresh men supply their places in the assault - Great God! hast thou given men thine own image, that it should be thus cruelly defaced by the hands of their brethren!" "Think not of that," said Ivanhoe; "this is no time for such thoughts - Who yield?
Strana 105 - this is no time for such thoughts. — Who yield? — who push their way?" "The ladders are thrown down," replied Rebecca, shuddering; "the soldiers lie groveling under them like crushed reptiles.
Strana 389 - His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Strana 100 - None of mark and distinction that I can behold from this station," said Rebecca ; " but, doubtless, the other side of the castle is also assailed. They appear even now preparing to advance. God of Zion protect us ! What a dreadful sight ! Those who advance first bear huge shields, and defences made of plank ; the others follow, bending their bows as they come on. They raise their bows ! God of Moses, forgive the creatures thou hast made...
Strana 100 - Seem there no other leaders ? " exclaimed the anxious inquirer. " None of mark and distinction that I can behold from this station," said Rebecca ; " but, doubtless, the other side of the castle is also assailed.
Strana 103 - They pull down the piles and palisades; they hew down the barriers with axes.— His high black plume floats abroad over the throng, like a raven over the field of the slain.— They have made a breach in the barriers— they rush in— they are thrust back!— Front-de-Boeuf heads the defenders; I see his gigantic form above the press.