Ivanhoe: A RomanceD. Estes, 1893 - 472 ページ |
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Abbot answered armour arms Athelstane attendants battle Beaumanoir beauty betwixt Black Knight blood Bracy Brian de Bois-Guilbert brother called canst castle Cedric champion chivalry Christian companion Coningsburgh daughter death deed Disinherited Knight dogs England English exclaimed eyes fair fate father favour fear forest Friar Friar Tuck Front-de Front-de-Boeuf Grand Master Gurth hand hath head heart Heaven hermit holy holy Order honour horse Isaac Ivanhoe Jester Jewess King knave Knight Templar knowest Lady Rowena lance lists Locksley look maiden Malvoisin noble Norman numbers Order outlaws Preceptor priest Prince John Prior Aymer prisoner ransom Rebecca replied reverend Richard Richard Plantagenet Saint Saint Dunstan Saracens Saxon seemed Sir Knight squire sword tell Templar Templestowe thee thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt tion tournament valour voice Wamba Wilfred wine wounded yeoman zecchins
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245 ページ - But present still, though now unseen ! When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of Thee a cloudy screen To temper the deceitful ray.
90 ページ - What dost thou see, Rebecca?" again demanded the wounded knight. "Nothing but the cloud of arrows flying so thick as to dazzle mine eyes, and to hide the bowmen who shoot them." "That cannot endure," said Ivanhoe; "if they press not right on to carry the castle by pure force of arms, the archery may avail but little against stone walls and bulwarks. Look for the Knight of the Fetterlock, fair Rebecca, and see how he bears himself; for as the leader is, so will his followers be." "I see him not,
91 ページ - He blenches not! He blenches not!" said Rebecca. "I see him now; he leads a body of men close under the outer barrier of the barbican. They pull down the piles and palisades; they hew down the barriers with axes. His high black plume floats abroad over the throng, like a raven over the field of the slain. They have made a breach in the barriers — they rush in — they are thrust back!
94 ページ - all about him is black as the wing of the night raven. Nothing can I spy that can mark him further; but having once seen him put forth his strength in battle, methinks I could know him again among a thousand warriors. He rushes to the fray as if he were summoned to a banquet. There is more than mere strength — there seems as if the whole soul and spirit of the champion were given to every blow which he deals upon his enemies. God assoilzie him of the sin of bloodshed ! It is fearful, yet magnificent,...
89 ページ - Those who advance first bear huge shields and defences made of plank; the others follow, bending their bows as they come on. They raise their bows! - God of Moses, forgive the creatures thou hast made!" Her description was here suddenly interrupted by the signal for assault, which was given by the blast of a shrill bugle, and at once answered by a flourish of the Norman trumpets from the battlements, which, mingled with the deep and hollow clang of the nakers, (a species of kettle-drum,) retorted...
xxxix ページ - But a glance on the great picture of life will show, that the duties of self-denial, and the sacrifice of passion to principle, are seldom thus remunerated; and that the internal consciousness of their high-minded discharge of duty, produces on their own reflections a more adequate recompense, in the form of that peace which the world cannot give or take away.
91 ページ - Rebecca again looked forth, and almost immediately exclaimed, " Holy prophets of the law ! Front de-Boeuf and the Black Knight fight hand to hand on the breach, amid the roar of their followers, who watch the progress of the strife — Heaven strike with the cause of the oppressed and of the captive ! " She then uttered a loud shriek, and exclaimed, " He is down ! — he is down ! " " Who is down ? " cried Ivanhoe ; " for our dear Lady's sake, tell me which has fallen ? "
134 ページ - Thus, like the sad presaging raven, that tolls The sick man's passport in her hollow beak, And in the shadow of the silent night Doth shake contagion from her sable wings, Vex'd and tormented runs poor Barabas With fatal curses towards these Christians.
90 ページ - With patient courage, strengthened by the interval which she had employed in mental devotion, Rebecca again took post at the lattice, sheltering herself, however, so as not to be visible from beneath. " What dost thou see, Rebecca?" again demanded the wounded knight. " Nothing but the cloud of arrows flying so thick as to dazzle mine eyes, and to hide the bowmen who shoot them.
5 ページ - Hundreds of broad-headed, shortstemmed, wide-branched oaks, which had witnessed perhaps the stately march of the Roman soldiery, flung their gnarled arms over a thick carpet of the most delicious greensward ; in some places they were intermingled with beeches, hollies, and copsewood of various descriptions, so closely as totally to intercept the level beams of the sinking sun...