Brian
['braɪən]
例句/造句/用法:
- I demand again to know from thee thy business with Brian de Bois-Guilbert? 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- Hear me, Rebecca--Never did knight take lance in his hand with a heart more devoted to the lady of his love than Brian de Bois-Guilbert. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- Brian de Bois-Guilbert rolled on the field, encumbered with the stirrup, from which he was unable to draw his foot. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- Then turning to Isaac, he said aloud, Thy daughter, then, is prisoner with Brian de Bois-Guilbert? 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- Brian de Bois-Guilbert, said the Grand Master, thou hearest the question which our Brother of Goodalricke desirest thou shouldst answer. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- How think you, Sir Brian, were we not better make a virtue of necessity, and compound with the rogues by delivering up our prisoners? 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- Together with the courage and conduct, said Brian de Bois-Guilbert, by which they distinguished themselves at Hastings and elsewhere. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- The Disinherited Knight then addressed his discourse to Baldwin, the squire of Brian de Bois-Guilbert. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- Brian de Bois-Guilbert, he answered, replies not, most Reverend Father, to such wild and vague charges. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- His best, if not his only reason, for adhering to the party of Brian de Bois-Guilbert, Athelstane had the prudence to keep to himself. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- Three hundred Saracens hath this Brian de Bois-Guilbert slain with his own hand. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- The armour and horse of the Templar Brian de Bois-Guilbert, at what ransom were they held? 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- If I have offended, replied Sir Brian, I crave your pardon,--that is, I crave the Lady Rowena's pardon,--for my humility will carry me no lower. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- A Jew stands without the gate, noble and reverend father, said the Squire, who prays to speak with brother Brian de Bois-Guilbert. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- I have little of importance to say, lady, answered Sir Brian de Bois-Guilbert, excepting the confirmed tidings of a truce with Saladin. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- Albert Malvoisin, give this gage of battle to Brian de Bois-Guilbert. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- Thou must to the lists, Brian, or thou art a lost and dishonoured man. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- I am, said Brian de Bois-Guilbert, entering the apartment, friend or foe, Rebecca, as the event of this interview shall make me. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- Also Brian de Bois-Guilbert is one with whom I may do much--bethink thee how thou mayst deserve my good word with him. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- May my arms be reversed, and my name dishonoured, said Brian de Bois-Guilbert, if thou shalt have reason to complain of me! 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- I add, that seven of these assailants were Knights of the Temple--and Sir Brian de Bois-Guilbert well knows the truth of what I tell you. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- Not so, Sir Brian, answered Front-de-Boeuf. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- Is he not the enemy to life and death of Brian de Bois-Guilbert, whom we have so much reason to fear? 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- Thou speakest the truth, Malvoisin, said Brian de Bois-Guilbert, after a moment's reflection. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- To the right, said Brian, to the best of my remembrance. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- The followers of Brian de Bois-Guilbert shouted--Ha! 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
- If Brian de Bois-Guilbert gain the prize, said the Prior, I will gage my rosary that I name the Sovereign of Love and Beauty. 沃爾特·司各特. 艾凡赫.
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