The novels and romances of A.E. Bray, Том 21845 |
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Agos de Guisfort arms Avignon bear Bernardin blessed bold bosom brother John castle chamber character chivalry Chronicler church Count de Foix countenance court D'Albreth damsels danger dare death Duke de Berry dungeon Espaign du Lyon esquire Evan de Foix eyes father favour fear feelings Foix and Bearn Franciscan free bands Friar Gaston Gaston Phoebus give hand head heart heaven holy honour hope horse hour Isabel de Greilly Jane of Boulogne John de Bearn king of Navarre knight Lady Jane Lady Matilda lance Le Mengeant looked Lord de Foix Lord of Armagnac Lourde Mengeant mind monastery monk Montpensier never noble observed Orthes passed passion person placed present prince Prior Philip prisoner purpose replied Eustace Roussillon Sacrist seemed shew Sir Equitan Sir Espaign Sir Evan Sir Gracien speak spirit stood stranger sword tell thee thought token tournament tower Virgin whilst words young youth
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Страница 29 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye. This is a practice As full of labour as a wise man's art : . , , For folly that he wisely shows is fit ; But wise men, folly-fall'n, quite taint their wit.
Страница 77 - War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it ; Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Страница 77 - Ah me! for aught that ever I could read. Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth: But, either it was different in blood; Her.
Страница 321 - Hang out our banners on the outward walls ; The cry is still, " They come !" Our castle's strength Will laugh a siege to scorn : here let them lie, Till famine and the ague eat them up.
Страница 306 - Geffrey's wife ; Young Arthur is my son, and he is lost : I am not mad ; — I would to heaven, I were For then, 'tis like I should forget myself...
Страница 260 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Страница 1 - A KNIGHT ther was, and that a worthy man, That fro the time that he firste began To riden out, he loved chivalrie, Trouthe and honour, fredom and courtesie.
Страница 179 - All places that the eye of heaven visits Are to a wise man ports and happy havens. Teach thy necessity to reason thus ; There is no virtue like necessity.
Страница 276 - tis true. Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous hate ! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, For 'tis of aspics
Страница 157 - Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer cloud, Without our special wonder...