Thomas Fitz-Gerald, the lord of OffaleyA. K. Newman, 1825 |
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第 117 頁
... blood . A brow somewhat more scorch- ed and hair a little silvered . Time hath made some havock here . " " Little that I can see , perhaps the tougher for buffeting with the world.- But that scar ? " " The scar ! -a scratch ! Say my bar ...
... blood . A brow somewhat more scorch- ed and hair a little silvered . Time hath made some havock here . " " Little that I can see , perhaps the tougher for buffeting with the world.- But that scar ? " " The scar ! -a scratch ! Say my bar ...
第 124 頁
... blood.— Collision may yet strike fire from him , and a gleam will light a conflagration . " Yet " But the dead will not return ! where is the stock I pray you that may exult in such a scion ? " " The Geraldines . " " Ah ! they are grown ...
... blood.— Collision may yet strike fire from him , and a gleam will light a conflagration . " Yet " But the dead will not return ! where is the stock I pray you that may exult in such a scion ? " " The Geraldines . " " Ah ! they are grown ...
第 140 頁
... blood was secreted - those viands that nerved the hardihood of feudal conquerors . At the head of the table was set down a large dish of red deer in the blood , with furmenty for whom it pleased . At foot the substantial baron of beef ...
... blood was secreted - those viands that nerved the hardihood of feudal conquerors . At the head of the table was set down a large dish of red deer in the blood , with furmenty for whom it pleased . At foot the substantial baron of beef ...
第 149 頁
... blood By Traleigh's stream he fain had stood ; But his step the war - horse never stayed , Till at the castle gate he paused and loudly neighed . No warder questioned the well - known sound , Dusronnal's neigh was never denied ; But ...
... blood By Traleigh's stream he fain had stood ; But his step the war - horse never stayed , Till at the castle gate he paused and loudly neighed . No warder questioned the well - known sound , Dusronnal's neigh was never denied ; But ...
第 154 頁
... blood that moves him on , ” said Parese extending his hand full of twopenny pieces to the bard . " Thank you , master Parese ; natheless you have been at great costs and charges , yet small fear you would forget a poor old minstrel 154 ...
... blood that moves him on , ” said Parese extending his hand full of twopenny pieces to the bard . " Thank you , master Parese ; natheless you have been at great costs and charges , yet small fear you would forget a poor old minstrel 154 ...
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第 241 頁 - Where many a time he triumphed is forgot. Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught the passing eye, Low lies that house where nut-brown draughts inspired, Where grey-beard mirth and smiling toil retired, Where village statesmen talked with looks profound, And news much older than their ale went round.
第 37 頁 - Whose fault ? Whose but his own ? Ingrate, he had of me All he could have ; I made him just and right, Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall.
第 68 頁 - Now all our neighbours' chimneys smoke, And Christmas blocks are burning ; Their ovens they with baked meats choke, And all their spits are turning. Without the door let sorrow lie, And if for cold it hap to die, We'll bury 't in a Christmas pie, And evermore be merry.
第 129 頁 - I'll have Italian masks by night, Sweet speeches, comedies, and pleasing shows; And in the day, when he shall walk abroad, Like sylvan nymphs my pages shall be clad; My men, like satyrs grazing on the lawns, Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay...
第 123 頁 - Are you a prophet? He replied: I am neither a prophet nor the son of a prophet, but I learnt this from experience.
第 117 頁 - However injuriously we be handled, and forced to defend ourselves in arms, when neither our service, nor our good meaning towards our prince's crown availeth, yet say not hereafter, but in this open hostility which we profess here, and proclaim, we have showed ourselves no villains nor churls, but warriors and gentlemen.
第 190 頁 - A baleful smile upon their baffled guest. Heard ye the din of battle bray, Lance to lance and horse to horse? Long years of havoc urge their destined course, And through the kindred squadrons mow their way. Ye towers of Julius, London's lasting shame, With many a foul and midnight murder fed, Revere his consort's faith, his father's fame, And spare the meek usurper's holy head!
第 242 頁 - there is a hole or labyrinth reaching two large miles under the earth, in old times frequented by a notorious thief called Scaldbrother, and therein he would hide all the bag and baggage that he could pilfer.
第 212 頁 - And forage in the fields of light and love. Sweet hope! Kind cheat! Fair fallacy! By thee We are not Where nor What we be, But What and Where we would be. Thus art thou Our absent Presence and our future Now.