That's what I will be callin' musick. An' lairnin'! Lairnin' that will lay sacraleegious hands upon the Sacred Word, an' tear-r-r it to bits. That like thing the Cher-r-rman lairnin' is doin', and ye can ask Mr. Rhye yonder. An' other things the Cher-r-rmans are doin' that keep us all from restin' quiet in our beds. Let them come her-r-re to us if they will. Let them come from all the countries of the ear-r-rth.英文原著 · 《The Major》
Yet he sat there. Around him in the forest, the night owls screeched and innumerable small things without a name, skurried from lair to lair. He heard them not. Above, the moon rode, flecking the deepest shadows with the silver from her half-turned urn, but none of the soft and healing drops fell upon him. Nature was no longer a goddess, but an avenger; light a revealer, not a solace. Darkness the only boon. Nor had time a meaning. From early eve to early morn he sat there and knew not if it were one hour or twelve.英文原著 · 《Initials Only》
'Of the laird's gang!' said I, repeating the words in surprise. 'Do you mean the person with whom I slept last night? I heard you call him the laird. Is he at the head of a gang?'英文原著 · 《Redgauntlet》
'I should doubt, not a little only, but a great deal, before I took ye there, my chap,' said Wandering Willie; 'for I am thinking it wad be worth little less than broken banes baith to you and me. Na, na, chap, we are no ganging to the laird's, but to a blithe birling at the Brokenburn-foot, where there will be mony a braw lad and lass; and maybe there may be some of the laird's folks, for he never comes to sic splores himsell. He is all for fowling-piece and salmon-spear, now that pike and musket are out of the question.'英文原著 · 《Redgauntlet》
'Aye, aye,' said Job, 'the laird is something in my own line, you know--a little contraband or so, There is a statute for him--But no matter; he took the sands after the splore at the Quaker's fish-traps yonder; for he has a leal heart, the laird, and is always true to the country-side. But avast--is all snug here?'英文原著 · 《Redgauntlet》
'That will be kittle steering,' said the subordinate personage; 'for I understood that the laird and his folk were no sooner on the other side than the land-sharks were on them, and some mounted lobsters from Carlisle; and so they were obliged to split and squander. There are new brooms out to sweep the country of them, they say; for the brush was a hard one; and they say there was a lad drowned;--he was not one of the laird's gang, so there was the less matter.'英文原著 · 《Redgauntlet》