Henri Quatre: Or, The Days of the League. In Three Volumes, Том 2Whittaker & Company, 1834 - 905 стор. |
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... friends to enjoy themselves in fasting at Grandmontans . There was a hush of expecta- tion among the guests when the silk curtains were drawn aside , and disclosed to view a tolerably pic- turesque representation of Pluto's domain in ...
... friends to enjoy themselves in fasting at Grandmontans . There was a hush of expecta- tion among the guests when the silk curtains were drawn aside , and disclosed to view a tolerably pic- turesque representation of Pluto's domain in ...
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... friends , " replied the young man , looking signifi- cantly at the Queen , " and the Baron will soon be found out . " " Villeroi , " said Catherine , " make out an order for Le Clerc to receive the Baron in our prison of the Bastille ...
... friends , " replied the young man , looking signifi- cantly at the Queen , " and the Baron will soon be found out . " " Villeroi , " said Catherine , " make out an order for Le Clerc to receive the Baron in our prison of the Bastille ...
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... friends recognise me in this cap and gown ? " said Villa Franca . " O ! there is no mistaking that profile , " rejoined the Queen , " even if you were in the clutches of the fallen angel . " “ Then I must look my friends full in front ...
... friends recognise me in this cap and gown ? " said Villa Franca . " O ! there is no mistaking that profile , " rejoined the Queen , " even if you were in the clutches of the fallen angel . " “ Then I must look my friends full in front ...
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... friends without being observed . His language was abrupt— " Our morning conference has made your Ma- jesty aware , that though I am reckoned at the Louvre a zealous Catholic - yet in reality , that this costume is nearer the mark of my ...
... friends without being observed . His language was abrupt— " Our morning conference has made your Ma- jesty aware , that though I am reckoned at the Louvre a zealous Catholic - yet in reality , that this costume is nearer the mark of my ...
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... friends in this wide palace . Of her I can say nothing - promise nothing - your own life shows that God's destiny governs the world— her fate is not more secure . I will , however , tell her she need not go to the picture - gallery ...
... friends in this wide palace . Of her I can say nothing - promise nothing - your own life shows that God's destiny governs the world— her fate is not more secure . I will , however , tell her she need not go to the picture - gallery ...
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Henri Quatre: Or, The Days of the League. In Three Volumes, Том 2 John Henry Mancur Повний перегляд - 1834 |
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Сторінка 210 - The king is come to marshal us, in all his armour drest, And he has bound a snow-white plume upon his gallant crest. He looked upon his people, and a tear was in his eye ; He looked upon the traitors, and his glance was stern and high. Right graciously he smiled on us, as rolled from wing to wing, Down all our line, a deafening shout,
Сторінка 210 - ... and a tear was in his eye; He looked upon the traitors, and his glance was stern and high. Right graciously he smiled on us, as rolled from wing to wing, Down all our line, a deafening shout: God save our lord the King! "And if my standard-bearer fall, as fall full well he may — For never I saw promise yet of such a bloody fray — Press where ye see my white plume shine amidst the ranks of war, And be your oriflamme to-day the helmet of Navarre,
Сторінка 224 - Now, God be praised, the day is ours ! Mayenne hath turned his rein, D'Aumale hath cried for quarter — the Flemish Count is slain ; Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail.
Сторінка 179 - With all its priest-led citizens, and all its rebel peers, And Appenzel's stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land ; And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand : And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled flood, And good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with his blood ; And we cried unto the living God, who rules the fate of war, To fight for His own holy name, and Henryof Navarre.
Сторінка 77 - Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends, Bruised underneath the yoke of tyranny, Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment ; And here receive we from our father Stanley Lines of fair comfort and encouragement.
Сторінка 260 - Be ruled by me, and we will rule the realm. In any case take heed of childish fear, For now we hold an old wolf by the ears, That if he slip will seize upon us both, And gripe the sorer, being gript himself. Think therefore, madam...
Сторінка 103 - when thieves fall out, honest men come by their own
Сторінка 179 - Oh! how our hearts were beating when, at the dawn of day, We saw the army of the League drawn out in long array; With all its priest-led citizens, and all its rebel peers, And Appenzel's stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land...
Сторінка 300 - END OF vOL II. GILBERT & RIvINOTON, Printers, St. John's Square, London.
Сторінка 238 - Throwing open his visor, and standing up in his stirrups, and with lips quivering convulsively, he addressed his army. — " Soldiers of Navarre and reformed France !" cried he, waving aloft his lance ; " do you want a banner to fight under? Follow my white plume, and turn not your horses...