The History of Chivalry Or Knighthood and Its Times, Volumen 1

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Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, Brown and Green., 1825

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Página 84 - ... sounds, That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch: Fire answers fire; and through their paly flames Each battle sees the other's umber'd face: Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents, The armourers, accomplishing the knights, With busy hammers closing rivets up, Give dreadful note of preparation.
Página 90 - Upon the top of all his loftie crest, A bunch of haires discolourd diversly, With sprincled pearle, and gold full richly drest, Did shake, and seemd to daunce for jollity; Like to an almond tree ymounted hye On top of greene Selinis all alone, With blossoms brave bedecked daintily; Whose tender locks do tremble every one At every little breath, that under heaven is blowne.
Página 43 - Embrouded was he, as it were a mede Al ful of fresshe floures, whyte and rede. 90 Singinge he was, or floytinge, al the day ; He was as fresh as is the month of May.
Página 171 - Munificent, and love, and ladies' praise ; Now meeting on his road an armed knight, Now resting with a pilgrim by the side Of a clear brook ; — beneath an abbey's roof One evening sumptuously lodged ; the next, Humbly in a religious hospital ; Or with some merry outlaws of the wood ; Or haply shrouded in a hermit's cell. Him, sleeping or awake, the robber spared ; He...
Página 113 - cried the Lords — but when they looked again, They saw Ruy Diaz ruling him with the fragment of his rein ; They saw him proudly ruling with gesture firm and calm, Like a true lord commanding— and obeyed as by a lamb. And so he led him foaming and panting to the King — But
Página 123 - A generous friendship no cold medium knows, Burns with one love, with one resentment glows ; One should our interests and our passions be ; My friend must hate the man that injures me.
Página 127 - Avenger of his guilt, By whom shall Hoder's blood be spilt. PR. In the caverns of the west, By Odin's fierce embrace comprest, A wond'rous Boy shall Rinda bear, Who ne'er shall comb his raven-hair, Nor wash his visage in the stream, Nor see the sun's departing beam; Till he on Hoder's corse shall smile Flaming on the fun'ral pile.
Página 133 - It was great pity to see the men, women and children that kneeled down on their knees before the prince for mercy; but he was so inflamed with ire, that he took no heed to them, so that none was heard, but all put to death, as they were met withal, and such as were nothing culpable.

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