Alice Sherwin, by C.J.M.1857 |
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... hold my intellect captive : did the citizens of Frankfort fare the worse for their excommunication , when backed by the potent feudatories of the empire ? No ; though subject of a priest - ridden monarch , Charles Sherwin will , in his ...
... hold my intellect captive : did the citizens of Frankfort fare the worse for their excommunication , when backed by the potent feudatories of the empire ? No ; though subject of a priest - ridden monarch , Charles Sherwin will , in his ...
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... hold ; " she is a perpetual sunbeam , whose warmth might even thaw thy icy visage , dame ; " and he turned sternly towards his wife , who , glad of an object on which she might safely expend her ill - humour , tartly replied : " Alice ...
... hold ; " she is a perpetual sunbeam , whose warmth might even thaw thy icy visage , dame ; " and he turned sternly towards his wife , who , glad of an object on which she might safely expend her ill - humour , tartly replied : " Alice ...
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... Hold out the Green Gate against the king's forces ? ' Tis an act of open rebellion ! Oh , that I could but reach them , if their heads yet retain the clearness of an addled egg . " " " " Would that you could ! " said the boy sadly ...
... Hold out the Green Gate against the king's forces ? ' Tis an act of open rebellion ! Oh , that I could but reach them , if their heads yet retain the clearness of an addled egg . " " " " Would that you could ! " said the boy sadly ...
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... hold . But for De Buron - by St. George , St. Mar- tin , and every other saint in the calendar ! an they touch a hair of his head , the hangman shall not lack employ for the next three months at least . " " Neville , send one of your ...
... hold . But for De Buron - by St. George , St. Mar- tin , and every other saint in the calendar ! an they touch a hair of his head , the hangman shall not lack employ for the next three months at least . " " Neville , send one of your ...
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... hold com- panionship with its inmates . " Sir John Meautys , a tall , athletic , tawdrily - attired per- sonage , fast verging on his sixtieth year , who was seated at the head of the table , received these allusions more as a ...
... hold com- panionship with its inmates . " Sir John Meautys , a tall , athletic , tawdrily - attired per- sonage , fast verging on his sixtieth year , who was seated at the head of the table , received these allusions more as a ...
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Page 253 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, That when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, And in clear dream, and solemn vision, Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear...
Page 299 - Well, well, Master Kingston," quoth he, "I see the matter against me how it is framed; but if I had served God as diligently as I have done the king, he would not have given me over in my grey hairs.
Page 44 - Turned only to the grove his horse's reins, The grove I named before ; and, lighted there, A woodbine garland sought to crown his hair ; Then turned his face against the rising day, And raised his voice to welcome in the May : " For thee, sweet month, the groves green liveries wear, If not the first, the fairest of the year : For thee the Graces lead the dancing Hours, And Nature's ready pencil paints the flowers : When thy short reign is past, the feverish Sun The sultry tropic fears, and moves...
Page 262 - Scared at thy frown terrific, fly Self-pleasing Folly's idle brood, Wild Laughter, Noise, and thoughtless Joy, And leave us leisure to be good. Light they disperse, and with them go The summer friend, the flatt'ring foe ; By vain Prosperity received, To her they vow their truth, and are again believed.
Page 144 - I find his Grace my very good Lord indeed, and I believe he doth as singularly favour me as any subject within this realm ; howbeit, son Roper, I may tell thee, I have no cause to be proud thereof ; for if my head would win him a castle in France (for then there was war between us) it should not fail to go.
Page 15 - The diligence of trades and noiseful gain, And luxury more late, asleep were laid : All was the Night's ; and in her silent reign No sound the rest of Nature did invade.
Page 15 - The ghosts of traitors from the Bridge descend, With bold fanatic spectres to rejoice; About the fire into a dance they bend And sing their sabbath notes with feeble voice.
Page 299 - I see the matter against me how it is framed; but if I had served God as diligently as I have done the king, he would not have given me over in my grey hairs. Howbeit this is the just reward that I must receive for my worldly diligence and pains that I have had to do him service; only to satisfy his vain pleasure, not regarding my godly duty.
Page 299 - I assure you I have often kneeled before him in his privy chamber on my knees, the space of an hour or two, to persuade him from his will and appetite : but I could never bring to pass to dissuade him therefrom.
Page 217 - Plate of all sorts most curiously wrought, Of facions new, I past not of the old, No vessell but sylver before me was brought, Full of dayntes vyands, the some cannot be told ; I dranke my wynne alwayes in sylver and in gold : And daylye to serve me, attendyng on my table, Servaunts I had bothe worshipfull and honorable.1 'Craftely entaylled as connyng could devise...