Historical romances of the author of Waverley, 第 2 巻 |
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... hath been slain . " " He lives , " said the Templar coolly , " lives as yet ; but had he worn the bull's head of which he bears the name , and ten plates of iron to fence it withal , he must have gone down before yonder fatal axe . Yet ...
... hath been slain . " " He lives , " said the Templar coolly , " lives as yet ; but had he worn the bull's head of which he bears the name , and ten plates of iron to fence it withal , he must have gone down before yonder fatal axe . Yet ...
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... hath long drunken of this cup , and its bitterness is sweetened to see that thou dost partake it . - Grind not thy teeth , Front - de - Bœuf - roll not thine eyes -clench not thy hand , nor shake it at me with that gesture of menace ...
... hath long drunken of this cup , and its bitterness is sweetened to see that thou dost partake it . - Grind not thy teeth , Front - de - Bœuf - roll not thine eyes -clench not thy hand , nor shake it at me with that gesture of menace ...
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... hath but an hour ; Strong hate itself shall expire ! I also must perish . The towering flames had now surmounted every obstruction , and rose to the evening skies one huge and burning beacon , seen far and wide through the adjacent ...
... hath but an hour ; Strong hate itself shall expire ! I also must perish . The towering flames had now surmounted every obstruction , and rose to the evening skies one huge and burning beacon , seen far and wide through the adjacent ...
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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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... to mortal man . - Now , sirs , who hath seen our chaplain ? where is our curtal Friar ? A mass amongst Christian men best be- , gins a busy morning . " - No one had seen the Clerk of Copmanhurst . " Over gods forebode , " said 44 IVANHOE .
... to mortal man . - Now , sirs , who hath seen our chaplain ? where is our curtal Friar ? A mass amongst Christian men best be- , gins a busy morning . " - No one had seen the Clerk of Copmanhurst . " Over gods forebode , " said 44 IVANHOE .
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Abbot Albert answered arms Athelstane Avenel Beaumanoir better betwixt Black Knight blood Bracy brethren Brian de Bois-Guilbert brother called Captain castle Cedric champion church companion Dame Elspeth Dame Glendinning daughter death evil exclaimed eyes Father Eustace Father Philip fear Fitzurse Friar Friar Tuck Front-de-Bœuf glen Glendearg Grand Master Gurth hand hath head heart Heaven Holy Order honour horse Isaac Ivanhoe Jedediah Cleishbotham Jewess King knave knowest lance Locksley look maiden Malvoisin Monastery Monk never noble Order Outlaw pray Preceptor priest Prince John Prior ransom Rebecca replied reverend father Richard Richard Plantagenet Rowena Sacristan Saint Dunstan Saint George Saint Mary's Saxon shew Sir Knight stranger Sub-Prior sword tell Templar Temple Templestowe thee ther thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt Tibb tion tower voice Waldemar Wamba Wilfred woman words yeoman
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312 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.
19 ページ - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness, and humility : But when the blast of war...
19 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.
182 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...
183 ページ - 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 our timbrel, trump, and horn.