The fortunes of Roger de Flor: or, The Almugavars |
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Adrianople advance Almé Almugavars Andronicus appearance Aragon arms army arrival Asia Azan banners Berenguer boat body brow Cæsar camp Catalans cavalry chief command Constantinople Corberan de Alet countenance Cyzicus daring dark death deep dreadful emperor empire enemy Entenza Eudocius exclaimed fate father fear feelings Fernan Ximenes Fernando Aones fierce force friends galley Gallipoli gavars gazed Genoese George the Alan Georgius Gisbert Golden Horn Grand Duke Greek hand hauberk head heart heavy hill honour horse hour infantry instantly Koord lance leader light looked lord Melec ment Michael mind Montaner murder never night noble once palace party passed prince Ramon Alquer rendered Roccafort Roger de Flor roused scene sea of Marmora seemed seneschal shouted Sicily side slain soldiers soon spoke stern stood strong sword Theodora tion troops Turcoples Turkish Turks walls whole words
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第 16 頁 - Look on me! there is an order Of mortals on the earth, who do become Old in their youth, and die ere middle age, Without the violence of warlike death...
第 38 頁 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
第 102 頁 - Like chaff before the wind of heaven, The archery appear: For life ! for life ! their flight they ply— And shriek, and shout, and battle-cry, And plaids and bonnets waving high, And broad-swords flashing to the sky, Are maddening in the rear.
第 178 頁 - Alas ! the love of women ! it is known To be a lovely and a fearful thing ; For all of theirs upon that die is thrown, And if 'tis lost, life hath no more to bring To them but mockeries of the past alone...
第 171 頁 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
第 54 頁 - For time at last sets all things even — And if we do but watch the hour, There never yet was human power Which could evade, if unforgiven, The patient search and vigil long Of him who treasures up a wrong.
第 54 頁 - And now, my race of terror run, Mine be the eve of tropic Sun ! No pale gradations quench his ray, No twilight dews his wrath allay ; With disk like battle-target red, He rushes to his burning bed, Dyes the wide wave with bloody light, Then sinks at once — and all is night.
第 235 頁 - As monumental bronze unchanged his look : A soul that pity touch'd, but never shook ; Train'd from his tree-rock'd cradle to his bier ; The fierce extremes of good and ill to brook ' Impassive — fearing but the shame of fear — ^ A stoic of the woods, a man. without a tear.
第 54 頁 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen : Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
第 71 頁 - Tis not merely The human being's Pride that peoples space With life and mystical predominance ; Since likewise for the stricken heart of Love This visible nature, and this common world, Is all too narrow: yea, a deeper import Lurks in the legend told my infant years Than lies upon that truth, we live to learn.