The Forest Lovers: A RomanceMacmillan, 1898 - 384 страници Prosper le Gai, a very noble and honourable knight sets out on a journey from his home settlement into the surrounding lands and forest seeking out adventure. Upon coming across a dead body he proceeds to give it a proper burial, being the good religious man that he is, but consequently gets blamed for murder by Dom Galors, a knight from a neighbouring castle, and resulting in him being pursued for the duration of the story by him. Whilst out-running Galors he comes across a women named Desirous who has been ill-treated by a monk. Prosper marries her in order to save her from this monk. Desirous then joins him on his journey. Seeing all the good deeds he performs she consequently falls in love with Prosper, but he does not reciprocate this love for he prefers the thrill of adventure! The story climaxes in a duel between Prosper and Galors in which Prosper comes out victorious. Now, after the thrill of his adventures and victory he accepts his marriage to Desirous and they travel back to West March, a town where they had previously stayed, to live together in matrimony. |
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Страница 371 - BEHOLD, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
Страница 2 - Your romancer must be neither a lover of his heroine nor (as the fashion now sets) of his chief rascal. He must affect a genial height, that of a jigger of strings ; and his attitude should be that of the Pulpiteer: — Heaven help you, gentlemen, but I know what is best for you ! Leave everything to me.
Страница 2 - I hope you will not ask me what it all means, or what the moral of it is. I rank myself with the historian in this business of tale-telling, and consider that my sole affair is to hunt the argument dispassionately.