Woodstock; Or, The Cavalier: A Tale of the Year Sixteen Hundred and Fifty-one, Tom 3
Archibald Constable and Company Edinburgh; and Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green, London., 1826 - 370
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Strona 136 - A wonderful and horrible thing is committed in the land; The prophets prophesy falsely, and the priests bear rule by their means; and my people love to have it so: and what will ye do in the end thereof (Jer.5:22-31).
Strona 25 - Good, to whom all things ill Are but as slavish officers of vengeance, Would send a glistering guardian, if need were, To keep my life and honour unassailed. Was I deceived, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night ? I did not err, there does a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night, And casts a gleam over this tufted grove...
Strona 14 - Which being tossed with the air Had force to strike his foe with fear, And turn his weapon from him. Himself he on an ear-wig set, Yet scarce he on his back could get, So oft and high he did curvet Ere he himself could settle. He made him turn, and stop, and bound, To gallop, and to trot the round; He scarce could stand on any ground, He was so full of mettle.
Strona 236 - But, see, his face is black, and full of blood ; His eye-balls further out than when he lived, Staring full ghastly like a strangled man : His hair uprear'd, his nostrils stretch'd with struggling : His hands abroad display'd, as one that grasp'd And tugg'd for life, and was by strength subdued.
Strona 24 - I see ye visibly, and now believe That He, the Supreme Good, to whom all things ill Are but as slavish officers of vengeance, Would send a glistering guardian, if need were, To keep my life and honour unassailed...
Strona 309 - Art not thou that Egyptian, which before these days madest an uproar, and leddest out into the wilderness four thousand men that were murderers...
Strona 284 - CHAPTER XXXIV The king, therefore, for his defence Against the furious queen, At Woodstock builded such a bower As never yet was seen. Most curiously that bower was built, Of stone and timber strong ; An hundred and fifty doors Did to this bower belong : And they so cunningly contrived, With turnings round about, That none but with a clew of thread Could enter in or out.