Alice Sherwin, by C.J.M.1857 |
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... tear- ful eyes retreated to her former post . " She understandeth every word thou utterest , and will brood on it , too , in years to come . " She hath ever caused dissension between us , " retorted his wife . " And thou , too , when ...
... tear- ful eyes retreated to her former post . " She understandeth every word thou utterest , and will brood on it , too , in years to come . " She hath ever caused dissension between us , " retorted his wife . " And thou , too , when ...
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... tears . This emotion , however , was of short duration ; hastily drying her eyes , and looking furtively behind , as though ashamed of her weakness , she crouched by the side of the cot , and as her deep blue orbs still rested on the ...
... tears . This emotion , however , was of short duration ; hastily drying her eyes , and looking furtively behind , as though ashamed of her weakness , she crouched by the side of the cot , and as her deep blue orbs still rested on the ...
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... tears . " Make way , my masters , for the sake of the glorified saints and martyrs ; it is a matter of life and death . ” The piteous accents of a naturally musical voice at- tracted the attention of the jester , who had attended the ...
... tears . " Make way , my masters , for the sake of the glorified saints and martyrs ; it is a matter of life and death . ” The piteous accents of a naturally musical voice at- tracted the attention of the jester , who had attended the ...
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... tear slowly gathering glittered for a moment on her dark lashes , and then fell on the boy's hand . Yes , and that tear of genuine contrition for the evil occasioned by her foolish vanity , was of more worth than all those meaningless ...
... tear slowly gathering glittered for a moment on her dark lashes , and then fell on the boy's hand . Yes , and that tear of genuine contrition for the evil occasioned by her foolish vanity , was of more worth than all those meaningless ...
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... tear dim the eye of thy dame , see that our commandment be speedily despatched to respite the executions ; we will pronounce on this matter in person . ' So saying he arose , and as the duke quitted the apart- ment his wife turned a ...
... tear dim the eye of thy dame , see that our commandment be speedily despatched to respite the executions ; we will pronounce on this matter in person . ' So saying he arose , and as the duke quitted the apart- ment his wife turned 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...