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Abbey afterwards aged ancient antique appears armour arms bear Beauchamp beautiful born Brooke brought building buried called carved castle centre Chapel Charles Church collection colouring contains Countess court daughter death died door dress Duke Earl of Warwick east Edward Elizabeth England erected father feet figures fine finished formed Francis George glass Greville ground Guy's Guy's Cliff Hall hand head Henry inscription issue Italy John Kenilworth king Knight Lady land late Leigh length light London Lord Lucy marble married Mary master memory monument nature noble Opposite original painted painter picture portrait possession present Prince Queen reign remains rich Richard Right Robert says side Sir Thomas stands stone studied style succeeded supporting Thomas tomb tower town trees Vandyck wall whole wife window
Strona 20 - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt.
Strona 18 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Strona 17 - All wallowd in his own yet luke-warme blood, That from his wound yet welled fresh, alas ! In which a rusty knife fast fixed stood, And made an open passage for the gushing flood.
Strona 16 - Darke, dolefull, dreary, like a greedy grave, That still for carrion carcases doth crave : On top whereof ay dwelt the ghastly Owle, Shrieking his balefull note, which ever drave Far from that haunt all other chearefull fowle , And all about it wandring ghostes did wayle and howle.
Strona 16 - Disordred hong about his shoulders round, And hid his face ; through which his hollow eyne Lookt deadly dull, and stared as astound ; His raw-bone cheekes, through penurie and pine, Were shronke into his jawes, as he did never dine.
Strona 2 - Good frend for Jesvs sake forbeare, To digg the dvst encloased heare ; Blese be ye. man yt. spares thes stones, And cvrst be he yt. moves my bones.
Strona 16 - Whereon nor fruit nor leafe was ever seen, Did hang upon the ragged rocky knees ; On which had many wretches hanged beene, Whose carcases were scattred on the greene, And throwne about the cliffs. Arrived there, That bare-head Knight, for dread and dolefull teene, Would faine have fled, ne durst approchen neare ; But th' other forst him staye, and comforted in feare.
Strona 69 - He gives us a peculiar cast of nature, which, though void of all grace, elegance, and simplicity, though it has nothing of that elevation and dignity which belongs to the grand style, yet has that sort of dignity which belongs to savage and uncultivated nature : but what is most to be admired in him, is the perfect correspondence which he observed between the subjects which he chose, and his manner of treating them. Everything is of a piece : his Rocks, Trees, Sky, even to his handling, have the...
Strona 31 - England as it then stood in relation to all Forrain Princes: And particularly for suppressing the power of Spain stated by Him.