The Albigenses, by the author of 'Bertram'. |
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... deacons , they were employed in shaping the consecrated wafer for the holy ceremonies . At this moment the abbot was stealing unseen , with a lamp in his hand , and his sandals off , along the passage that led to the refectory . After a ...
... deacons , they were employed in shaping the consecrated wafer for the holy ceremonies . At this moment the abbot was stealing unseen , with a lamp in his hand , and his sandals off , along the passage that led to the refectory . After a ...
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... deacon Mephibosheth ( the only office beside that of pastor recognized in the church of the Albigeois ) , a man of low stature , forbidding features , intolerant zeal , and intolerable pretensions . Lame from his birth , he had adopted ...
... deacon Mephibosheth ( the only office beside that of pastor recognized in the church of the Albigeois ) , a man of low stature , forbidding features , intolerant zeal , and intolerable pretensions . Lame from his birth , he had adopted ...
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... deacon Mephibosheth , hastening past them ; " I see the sisters and brethren are preparing for the supply of our failing bodies . Wot ye not mine office ? -It is meet that the deacons should serve tables , for thereunto were we elected ...
... deacon Mephibosheth , hastening past them ; " I see the sisters and brethren are preparing for the supply of our failing bodies . Wot ye not mine office ? -It is meet that the deacons should serve tables , for thereunto were we elected ...
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... deacon , exclaiming , " I am faint for lack of food , " went about inspecting the stinted pro- visions that the harassed group displayed for the refreshment of their aged , their sick , and their infants , selecting from each whatever ...
... deacon , exclaiming , " I am faint for lack of food , " went about inspecting the stinted pro- visions that the harassed group displayed for the refreshment of their aged , their sick , and their infants , selecting from each whatever ...
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... deacon Mephibosheth , starting from his sleep , muttered something from the Song of Solomon , " of fear in the night . " Al- most as they spoke , another band poured into the cavern ; they were led by Mattathias , a ferocious warrior ...
... deacon Mephibosheth , starting from his sleep , muttered something from the Song of Solomon , " of fear in the night . " Al- most as they spoke , another band poured into the cavern ; they were led by Mattathias , a ferocious warrior ...
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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 247 - Claudine prepared to obey as the lady sunk to rest amid softened lights, subdued odours, and dying melodies. A silver lamp, richly fretted, suspended from the raftered roof, gleamed faintly on the splendid bed. The curtains were of silk, and the coverlet of velvet, faced with miniver ; gilded coronals and tufts of plumage shed alternate gleam and shadow over every angle of the canopy; and tapestry of silk and silver covered every compartment of the walls, save where the uncouthly constructed doors...
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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