Bothwell: or, The days of Mary queen of Scots, Volume 2; Volume 4941851 |
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Page 105 - No voice breaks thro' the stillness of this world: One deep, deep silence all!' She, mouldering with the dull earth's mouldering sod, Inwrapt tenfold in slothful shame, Lay there exiled from eternal God, Lost to her place and name; And death and life she hated equally, And nothing saw, for her despair, But dreadful time, dreadful eternity, No comfort anywhere...
Page 241 - Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my where-about, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
Page 199 - Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Page 163 - How near am I now to a happiness That earth exceeds not! not another like it: The treasures of the deep are not so precious, As are the conceal'd comforts of a man Lock'd up in woman's love. I scent the air Of blessings when I come but near the house: What a delicious breath marriage sends forth ! The violet-bed's not sweeter.
Page 54 - A salmon from the pool, a wand from the wood, a deer from the hill, or a drove of nolt from our English foemen, are thefts that no man hath need to blush for.
Page 172 - twill ask whole years of sorrow To purge away this guilt. Then do not think Thy loss in me is worth one dropping tear : But if thou wouldst be reconciled to Heaven, First sacrifice to Heaven that fatal passion Which caused thy fall — Farewell : forget the loa — But how shall I ask that ? — I would have said, For my soul's peace, forget the lost Eudocin.
Page 165 - ... words preserve for us this moment of beauty. The Amours de Marie delighted that singing age. Their vogue spread far and fast, and ere long they were sung throughout Europe. One of the lovely songs, set to music by Roland de Lassus, is to be found in the Virginal Book of Queen Elizabeth of England : Bon jour mon cceur, bon jour ma douce vie, Bon jour mon ceil, bon jour ma chere amie, He bon jour, ma toute belle, Ma mignardise, bon jour, Mes delices, mon amour...
Page 247 - MINE is the fortune of a simple child, That in the glass his image looks upon; And by the shadow of himself beguiled Breaks quick the brittle charm, and joy is gone. So gazed I — and I deemed my joy would last — On the bright image of my lady fair: But ah! the dream of my delight is past, And love and rapture yield to dark despair.
Page 16 - A seemly man our Hoste was with all For to han been a marshal in an hall ; A. large man he was, with eyen steep ; A. fairer burgess is there none in Cheap ; .Bold of his speech, and wise, and well y-taught, .And of manhood y-laked b right him naught , Eke thereto