Fair Rosamond; or, The days of king Henry ii1839 |
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... never visit the earth but once : when they are gone , mortal eye never looks upon their like again . In painting it is held an honour for a man to colour like Titian , to throw in the savage gran- deur of Salvator Rosa , the etherial ...
... never visit the earth but once : when they are gone , mortal eye never looks upon their like again . In painting it is held an honour for a man to colour like Titian , to throw in the savage gran- deur of Salvator Rosa , the etherial ...
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... never before been done , ―to record such thoughts as we have never before met with , and how many readers would he xviii PREFACE .
... never before been done , ―to record such thoughts as we have never before met with , and how many readers would he xviii PREFACE .
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... never be discovered , he would here advise no young gentleman to marry two wives , nor any young lady to take a husband who has another wife living ; for the old adage says , " Two are company , but three none . " Some may think that ...
... never be discovered , he would here advise no young gentleman to marry two wives , nor any young lady to take a husband who has another wife living ; for the old adage says , " Two are company , but three none . " Some may think that ...
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... to his own , stretched far along the sea - coast from Picardy to the Pyrenees , and made him at once master of the greater part of France . Never had any English king possessed so much continental territory ; and well did 22 FAIR ROSAMOND .
... to his own , stretched far along the sea - coast from Picardy to the Pyrenees , and made him at once master of the greater part of France . Never had any English king possessed so much continental territory ; and well did 22 FAIR ROSAMOND .
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... never was afeard of the white waves that rose around us . " " Thou hast never been on the sea , my dear Maud , " answered the lady , " and knowest nothing of that dread loneliness which settles upon the spirit , when the last headlands ...
... never was afeard of the white waves that rose around us . " " Thou hast never been on the sea , my dear Maud , " answered the lady , " and knowest nothing of that dread loneliness which settles upon the spirit , when the last headlands ...
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Fair Rosamond, Or, the Days of King Henry II: An Historical Romance Thomas Miller Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2015 |
Fair Rosamond, Or, the Days of King Henry II: An Historical Romance Thomas Miller Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2015 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
added amid answered apartment Archbishop Archbishop of Canterbury Archbishop of York armour arms barons beautiful beside bishop Bishop of Hereford blood bosom brow castle caught cheek church cold countenance danger dare dark death deep didst England exclaimed eyes face fair Rosamond fear feelings fell Fitzurse Gamas Gobbo gazed Gilbert Foliot glance Glanvil Godstow Gryme hall hand hath head heard heart Heaven holy father honour huge Hugh de Morville instantly King Henry knight labyrinth lady leave light lips look loud mangonels matters Maud minstrel monarch monk never noble Norman once palace passed pause peace Pierre de Vidal postern Prelate Primate Queen Eleanor Reginald Fitzurse rode Rosamond saint Saxon scarcely seat secret seemed sigh silence sound spoke steed stood sweet tears thee thine Thomas à Becket thou art thou hast thou wilt thoughts threw throw tone turret uncon voice wind Woodstock wouldst
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Seite 100 - Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, . Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity: And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Seite 179 - Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Seite 91 - LEAR. Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.
Seite 179 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Seite 75 - But when we in our viciousness grow hard, — O misery on't! — the wise gods seal our eyes ; In our own filth drop our clear judgments ; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at 's, while we strut To our confusion.
Seite 181 - Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee; And for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself?
Seite 234 - Most curiously that bower was built Of stone and timber strong, An hundred and fifty doors Did to this bower belong : And they so cunninglye contriv'd With turnings round about, That none but with a clue of thread, Could enter in or out.
Seite 264 - In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Seite 205 - Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds, that lowered upon our house, In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths ; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Seite 122 - Tis her breathing that Perfumes the chamber thus : the flame o' the taper Bows toward her, and would under-peep her lids...