Royston Gower, Or The Days of King JohnH. Colburn, 1838 |
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... give a quaintness to his dialogue , and to model his phrases as much after the old style as modern usage will permit , yet he has been careful in rejecting all such words as would need notes of explanation ; or so contriving the ...
... give a quaintness to his dialogue , and to model his phrases as much after the old style as modern usage will permit , yet he has been careful in rejecting all such words as would need notes of explanation ; or so contriving the ...
Pagina 12
... give all my broad lands to the building and es- tablishing of some monastery . I like not this king , nor will I be subject to these Norman in- novations . " " And yet thy father was a Norman , " replied the knight , smiling , " and a ...
... give all my broad lands to the building and es- tablishing of some monastery . I like not this king , nor will I be subject to these Norman in- novations . " " And yet thy father was a Norman , " replied the knight , smiling , " and a ...
Pagina 26
... give him , send the token which I have delivered to thee , to Father Mat- thew , at the Priory . I may do that for others . which I cannot achieve for myself , should my voice be required to reach even the throne . " They had by this ...
... give him , send the token which I have delivered to thee , to Father Mat- thew , at the Priory . I may do that for others . which I cannot achieve for myself , should my voice be required to reach even the throne . " They had by this ...
Pagina 41
... gives himself up , by noon to - morrow . " 66 " Revengeful dog ! " exclaimed the outlaw , move but one straw from his thatch , and the bottom - most pit of thy master's castle shall not protect thee ; " saying which , he entered the the ...
... gives himself up , by noon to - morrow . " 66 " Revengeful dog ! " exclaimed the outlaw , move but one straw from his thatch , and the bottom - most pit of thy master's castle shall not protect thee ; " saying which , he entered the the ...
Pagina 44
... give no more for thy chance than I would for the life of a buck at a hundred yards ' distance , and my arrow already pointed . Hadst thou not better quit thine homestead and stay with us ? " Here the captain's persuasions terminated ...
... give no more for thy chance than I would for the life of a buck at a hundred yards ' distance , and my arrow already pointed . Hadst thou not better quit thine homestead and stay with us ? " Here the captain's persuasions terminated ...
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archer armour aught baron beautiful beside blood blow branches brave brow canst castle chase Clifton companion countenance daring dark death deed deep deer donjon Druth dwarf Edwin Elfrida Elwerwolf escape exclaimed eyes fair lady fear followers forest forest of Sherwood friar Geoffrey de Marchmont glade glance Gloomglendell hand hart hath head heard heart heaven Hereward the Saxon hounds Hugh de Lacy John of Chester keeper King John knave knight knowest Lacy lady lance leech liege Little John look loud maiden majesty Margaret Marry matter merry methinks never Newstead noble Norman numbers outlaw palace Papplewick passed postern priory prisoner rangers replied Robert Fitz Walter Robin Hood Royston Gower rude saints seemed shaft Sherwood silence Sir Geoffrey soldier sound spoke steed stood struck sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou mayest thou wilt thought thyself tree trow voice wild
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Pagina 148 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Pagina 48 - DAY set on Norham's castled steep, And Tweed's fair river, broad and deep, And Cheviot's mountains lone ; The battled towers, the donjon keep, The loophole grates where captives weep, The flanking walls that round it sweep, In yellow lustre shone.
Pagina 84 - Under an oak whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood : To the which place a poor sequester'd stag, That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt...
Pagina 235 - Of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth; Let's choose executors and talk of wills : And yet not so — for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground?
Pagina 256 - Satan except, none higher sat, with grave Aspect he rose, and in his rising seemed A pillar of state; deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat and public care; And princely counsel in his face yet shone, Majestic though in ruin: sage he stood, With Atlantean shoulders fit to bear The weight of mightiest monarchies; his look Drew audience and attention still as night Or summer's noontide air...
Pagina 237 - Alas ! the love of women ! it is known To be a lovely and a fearful thing ; For all of theirs upon that die is thrown, And if 'tis lost, life hath no more to bring To them but mockeries of the past alone...
Pagina 227 - Time rolls his ceaseless course. The race of yore, Who danced our infancy upon their knee, And told our marvelling boyhood legends store, Of their strange ventures happ'd by land or sea, How are they blotted from the things that be...
Pagina 140 - Her cheeks so rare a white was on, No daisy makes comparison, Who sees them is undone ; For streaks of red were mingled there, Such as are on a Katherine pear, The side that's next the sun. Her lips were red, and one was thin ; Compared to that was next her chin, Some bee had stung it newly ; But Dick, her eyes so guard her face, I durst no more upon them gaze, Than on the sun in July.
Pagina 48 - I do remember an apothecary, — And hereabouts he dwells, — whom late I noted In tatter'd weeds, with overwhelming brows, Culling of simples; meagre were his looks, Sharp misery had worn him to the bones...
Pagina 203 - THE mind that broods o'er guilty woes Is like the Scorpion girt by fire, In circle narrowing as it glows, The flames around their captive close, Till inly...