Windsor Castle, and Its Environs

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H. G. Bohn, 1848 - 312 Seiten
 

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Seite 294 - Alas ! regardless of their doom, The little victims play: No sense have they of ills to come, Nor care beyond to-day. Yet see how all around them wait The ministers of human fate, And black misfortune's baleful train ! Ah, show them where in ambush stand To seize their prey the murd'rous band ! Ah, tell them they are men ! These shall the fury passions tear...
Seite 294 - The limits of their little reign, And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy. Gay Hope is theirs, by Fancy fed, Less pleasing, when possest; The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast...
Seite 37 - And he knew it, and said, It is my son's coat; an evil beast hath devoured him; Joseph is without doubt rent in pieces.
Seite 15 - THE bark that held a prince went down, The sweeping waves roll'd on ; And what was England's glorious crown To him that wept a son? He lived — for life may long be borne Ere sorrow break its chain ; Why comes not death to those who mourn? — He never smiled again...
Seite 218 - He resolved to celebrate his own obsequies before his death. He ordered his tomb to be erected in the chapel of the monastery. His domestics marched thither in funeral procession, with black tapers in their hands. He himself followed in his shroud. He was laid in his coffin with much solemnity.
Seite 294 - There scattered oft, the earliest of the year, By hands unseen are showers of violets found; The red-breast loves to build and warble there, And little footsteps lightly print the ground.
Seite 15 - Amidst the knightly ring : A murmur of the restless deep Was blent with every strain, A voice of winds that would not sleep — — He never smiled again...
Seite 180 - Somerset-house to St. James's, her Luciferian confessor riding along by her in his coach ! They have made her to go barefoot, to spin, to eat her meat out of dishes, to wait at the table of servants, with many other ridiculous and absurd penances. And if they dare thus insult (adds the writer) over the daughter, sister, and wife of so great kings, what slavery would they not make us, the people, to undergo...
Seite 188 - ... and all the court, went about masked, and came into houses unknown, and danced there with a great deal of wild frolic. In all this people were so disguised, that, without being in the secret, none could distinguish them. They were carried about in hackney chairs. Once the queen's chairmen, not knowing who she was, went from her : so she was alone, and was much disturbed, and came to Whitehall in a hackney coach : some say it was in a cart.
Seite 154 - ... the Right Honourable Edward de Vere, Earl of Oxford, came from Italy, and brought with him gloves...

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