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Андрей AKA Andrew Nugged
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и разрешённых книг с 15 окрября 2000 года.
In «Waverley», published in 1814, Scott created a man who grows to know himself — and the world — through his adventures and experiences of romance and adversity.
At its centre is the story of Edward Waverley, an idealistic young man who fights for the Jacobite forces in 1745. Gentle Rose Bradwardine«s heart is lost to Edward, but he is soon drawn to Flora Mac-Ivor, whose beauty and spirited dedication to the Stuart cause capture his romantic imagination. Accused of fomenting mutiny in his regiment, Edward»s chance to redeem himself finally comes in battle... Walter Scott so vividly evoked the romantic landscape of Scotland and the hopes and disappointments of its hero that Waverley's popularity endures to this day.
отрывок из произведения:
...'He has made an interest with us,' continued the Baron, 'by saving Rose from a great danger with his own proper peril; and the roguish loon must therefore eat of our bread and drink of our cup, and do what he can, or what he will; which, if the suspicions of Saunderson and the Bailie are well founded, may perchance in his case be commensurate terms.'
Miss Bradwardine then gave Waverley to understand, that this poor simpleton was doatingly fond of music, deeply affected by that which was melancholy, and transported into extravagant gaiety by light and lively airs. He had in this respect a prodigious memory, stored with miscellaneous snatches and fragments of all tunes and songs, which he sometimes applied, with considerable address, as the vehicles of remonstrance, explanation, or satire. Davie was much attached to the few who showed him kindness; and both aware of any slight or ill usage which he happened to receive, and sufficienty apt, where he saw opportunity, to revenge it. The common people, who often judge hardly of each other, as well as of their betters, although they had expressed great compassion for the poor innocent while suffered to wander in rags about the village, no sooner beheld him decently clothed, provided for, and even a sort of favourite, than they called up all the instances of sharpness and ingenuity, in action and repartee, which his annals afforded, and charitably bottomed thereupon a hypothesis, that Davie Gellatley was no further fool than was necessary to avoid hard labour. This opinion was not better founded than that of the Negroes, who, from the acute and mischievous pranks of the monkeys, suppose that they have the gift of speech, and only suppress their powers of elocution to escape being set to work. But the hypothesis was entirely imaginary: Davie Gellatley was in good earnest the half-crazed simpleton which he appeared, and was incapable of any constant and steady exertion. He had just so much solidity as kept on the windy side of insanity; so much wild wit as saved him from the imputation of idiocy; some dexterity in field sports (in which we have known as great fools excel), great kindness and humanity in the treatment of animals entrusted to him, warm affections, a prodigious memory, and an ear for music...