Ivanhoe;: A Romance, 第 3 巻Archibald Constable and Company Edinburgh; and Hurst, Robinson, and Company 90, Cheapside, London., 1820 - 374 ページ The classic epic of chivalry and courtly love features the disinherited knight Ivanhoe, his fair lady Rowena, and such larger-than-life characters as Richard the Lion-Hearted and Robin Hood. This novel of the Crusades, chivalry, and courtly love not only recreates history, but made history as well. |
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... nor fear , For vengeance hath but an hour ; Strong hate itself shall expire ! I also must perish . The towering flames had now surmounted every obstruction , and 30 IVANHOE . Soon shall they be red as the blood of the ...
... nor fear , For vengeance hath but an hour ; Strong hate itself shall expire ! I also must perish . The towering flames had now surmounted every obstruction , and 30 IVANHOE . Soon shall they be red as the blood of the ...
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... Hath man with man in social union dwelt , But laws were made to draw that union closer . Old Play . THE day - light had dawned upon the glades of the oak forest . The green boughs glittered with all their pearls of dew . The hind led ...
... Hath man with man in social union dwelt , But laws were made to draw that union closer . Old Play . THE day - light had dawned upon the glades of the oak forest . The green boughs glittered with all their pearls of dew . The hind led ...
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... hath seen our chaplain ? where is our curtal Friar ? A mass amongst Christian men best begins a busy morning . " — No one had seen the Clerk of Copmanhurst . “ Over gods forebode , " said the outlaw Chief , " I trust the jolly priest hath ...
... hath seen our chaplain ? where is our curtal Friar ? A mass amongst Christian men best begins a busy morning . " — No one had seen the Clerk of Copmanhurst . “ Over gods forebode , " said the outlaw Chief , " I trust the jolly priest hath ...
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... . The noble Athelstane of Conningsburgh is no more - the last sprout of the sainted Confessor ! Hopes have perished with him which can never return ! -A sparkle hath been quenched by his blood , which no hu- 36 IVANHOE .
... . The noble Athelstane of Conningsburgh is no more - the last sprout of the sainted Confessor ! Hopes have perished with him which can never return ! -A sparkle hath been quenched by his blood , which no hu- 36 IVANHOE .
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A Romance Sir Walter Scott. hath been quenched by his blood , which no hu- man breath can again rekindle ! My people , save the few who are now with me , do but tarry my presence to transport his honoured remains to their last mansion ...
A Romance Sir Walter Scott. hath been quenched by his blood , which no hu- man breath can again rekindle ! My people , save the few who are now with me , do but tarry my presence to transport his honoured remains to their last mansion ...
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Albert answered armour arms attend battle Black Knight blood Bracy brethren Brian de Bois-Guilbert brother called Captain castle Cedric champion Christian Conningsburgh Conrade damsel daughter death England exclaimed eyes faithful fear Fetterlock Fitzurse Friar Friar Tuck Grand Master Guilbert Gurth hand hast thou hath head heart Heaven Hengist holy Order honour horse Isaac of York Jester Jewess Jorvaulx judge King knave lance Locksley look Lucas Beaumanoir maiden Malvoisin Mont-Fitchet never noble Athelstane Norman Outlaw pion pray Preceptor priest Prince John Prior Aymer prisoner ransom Rebec Rebecca replied reverend father Richard Richard Plantagenet Robin Hood Rowena Saint Dunstan Saint George Saxon shew Sir Knight spoken sword tell thee Templar Temple Templestowe thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thyself Torquilstone trust valour voice Waldemar Wamba Wilfrid of Ivanhoe words yeoman yonder
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205 ページ - With priest's and warrior's voice between, No portents now our foes' amaze — Forsaken Israel wanders lone; Our fathers would not know Thy ways, And Thou hast left them to their own. But, present, still though now unseen, When brightly shines the prosperous day! Be thoughts of Thee a cloudy screen, To temper the deceitful ray.
3 ページ - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding— which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
344 ページ - He descended into the lists, and commanded them to unhelm the conquered champion. His eyes were closed ; the dark red flush was still on his brow. As they looked on him in astonishment, the eyes opened ; but they were fixed and glazed. The flush passed from his brow, and gave way to the pallid hue of death. Unscathed by the lance of his enemy, he had died \ a victim to the violence of his own contending passions. ' This is indeed the judgment of God...
371 ページ - His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
204 ページ - When Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her fathers' God before her moved, An awful guide in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonished lands, The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow. There rose the choral hymn of praise, And trump and timbrel...
205 ページ - Our fathers would not know THY ways, And THOU hast left them to their own. But present still, though now unseen ! When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of THEE a cloudy screen To temper the deceitful ray. And oh, when stoops on Judah's path In shade and storm the frequent night, Be THOU, long-suffering, slow to wrath, A burning and a shining light ! Our harps we left by Babel's streams, The tyrant's jest, the Gentile's scorn; No censer round our altar beams, And mute are timbrel, harp,...