The Albigenses, by the author of 'Bertram'. |
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... church , had scarcely , as it was deemed , left a victim for the next crusade . Occasional disturbances , however ... Church , and Head of the Armies of the Church , were the titles bestowed on him by the Pope . strances , felt disposed ...
... church , had scarcely , as it was deemed , left a victim for the next crusade . Occasional disturbances , however ... Church , and Head of the Armies of the Church , were the titles bestowed on him by the Pope . strances , felt disposed ...
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... church , than from dread of her castiga- tions ; for he was reported to be deeply attached to the pursuit of knowledge forbidden to man and justly denounced by the church as impious and damnable . It was said that a numerous body of the ...
... church , than from dread of her castiga- tions ; for he was reported to be deeply attached to the pursuit of knowledge forbidden to man and justly denounced by the church as impious and damnable . It was said that a numerous body of the ...
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... church , -all sure of winning heaven by dip- ping their lance - point in the blood of its enemies . Under the circumstances of the times which we have thus attempted to sketch , our readers will not be surprised if we thus abruptly ...
... church , -all sure of winning heaven by dip- ping their lance - point in the blood of its enemies . Under the circumstances of the times which we have thus attempted to sketch , our readers will not be surprised if we thus abruptly ...
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... church , and the mortal foe of her faith . and her fold ? " " True I had forgot , " said the stranger , acquiescing . After a long pause , which nei- ther of them ( now alike mysteriously suspi- cious each of the other ) seemed inclined ...
... church , and the mortal foe of her faith . and her fold ? " " True I had forgot , " said the stranger , acquiescing . After a long pause , which nei- ther of them ( now alike mysteriously suspi- cious each of the other ) seemed inclined ...
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... church , and we are also the soldiers of Christ - ride up beside our rein . Why , here , " he cried , in admiration unrepressed , " here is an arm might mow down an heretic host as the fire kindled by our peasants consumes the weeds of ...
... church , and we are also the soldiers of Christ - ride up beside our rein . Why , here , " he cried , in admiration unrepressed , " here is an arm might mow down an heretic host as the fire kindled by our peasants consumes the weeds of ...
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abbot of Normoutier Albigenses Albigeois Amand amid Amirald answered armour attendants band bear beauty behold Bishop of Toulouse blood Boanerges castle of Courtenaye champion church Count of Toulouse Count Raymond cried Crusaders cursed damsels dark deacon deemed ears exclaimed eyes fear feeling female fierce flung gazed Genevieve gleam guerite guests hall hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven heretics hills holy knave lady Isabelle lady's lance Languedoc light look lord abbot Lord of Courtenaye maiden Mattathias men-at-arms Mephibosheth minstrel Monfort Monk of Montcalm mountains murmured never noble pale pastor pause perchance peril Pierre pray quoth Raymond of Toulouse rock rode round saints seemed Semonville shout Simon de Monfort Sir Aymer Sir Paladour smile sound spirit spoke squire steed stood tell terror thee thine thou art thou hast thou wilt towers trembling utter valour Verac voice wearied whispered wild words wound youth
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Страница 245 - Slay me, and thou wilt be satisfied of the truth. The hairs grow inward— the wolfish coat is within — the wolfish heart is within — the wolfish fangs are within ; — yet, still, here is the food, and I cannot gnaw it as a wolf should :" — and he made the execrable morsel again visible. " Sir wolf," said Paladour, gathering strength and courage for this fearfV!
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