Fair Rosamond; or, The days of king Henry ii1839 |
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... rest thine head upon me . Thou seemest weary ; come and stretch thyself upon yonder couch , and I will gaze my fill at thee while thou sleepest . " " Mine eyes would never close , my sweet one , " replied he , in a voice soft and ...
... rest thine head upon me . Thou seemest weary ; come and stretch thyself upon yonder couch , and I will gaze my fill at thee while thou sleepest . " " Mine eyes would never close , my sweet one , " replied he , in a voice soft and ...
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... , and the whole face possessed a noble firmness . Something , however , there appeared in the clear deep eyes , rather at variance with the rest of the features , not that they then displayed aught in FAIR ROSAMOND . 83.
... , and the whole face possessed a noble firmness . Something , however , there appeared in the clear deep eyes , rather at variance with the rest of the features , not that they then displayed aught in FAIR ROSAMOND . 83.
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... rest within itself , and but rolling towards the shore in search of deeper caverns , or waging war with every jut- ting headland , and trying its strength against every opposing rock . No wonder then , if Henry 88 FAIR ROSAMOND .
... rest within itself , and but rolling towards the shore in search of deeper caverns , or waging war with every jut- ting headland , and trying its strength against every opposing rock . No wonder then , if Henry 88 FAIR ROSAMOND .
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... rest an hour beside the timorous dove ; to forget the thunder - cloud which he had pierced , and the giddy regions into which his ambition had prompted him to soar . Rosamond returned to her chamber and wept bitterly when she reflected ...
... rest an hour beside the timorous dove ; to forget the thunder - cloud which he had pierced , and the giddy regions into which his ambition had prompted him to soar . Rosamond returned to her chamber and wept bitterly when she reflected ...
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... me . Doubtless he hath had evil counsellors to persuade him to this , or peradventure the safety of his kingdom needed it , for rest assured after all he loveth me ; and while I am innocent in the eyes of Heaven 96 FAIR ROSA MOND .
... me . Doubtless he hath had evil counsellors to persuade him to this , or peradventure the safety of his kingdom needed it , for rest assured after all he loveth me ; and while I am innocent in the eyes of Heaven 96 FAIR ROSA MOND .
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Страница 179 - Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Страница 91 - LEAR. Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.
Страница 179 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Страница 75 - But when we in our viciousness grow hard, — O misery on't! — the wise gods seal our eyes ; In our own filth drop our clear judgments ; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at 's, while we strut To our confusion.
Страница 181 - Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee; And for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself?
Страница 234 - Most curiously that bower was built Of stone and timber strong, An hundred and fifty doors Did to this bower belong : And they so cunninglye contriv'd With turnings round about, That none but with a clue of thread, Could enter in or out.
Страница 264 - In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Страница 205 - Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds, that lowered upon our house, In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths ; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Страница 122 - Tis her breathing that Perfumes the chamber thus : the flame o' the taper Bows toward her, and would under-peep her lids...