Whitehall; or, The days of Charles i. By the author of Whitefriars1845 |
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... , and at the same time told her where to bring them , and at what time she would be sure to find him at home . Accordingly next day not only did the flower- girl come , but her sweetheart the cheesemonger , who PREFACE . xi.
... , and at the same time told her where to bring them , and at what time she would be sure to find him at home . Accordingly next day not only did the flower- girl come , but her sweetheart the cheesemonger , who PREFACE . xi.
Página xiv
... would be sure to give me at least sufficient to bring me comfortably home , and perhaps to buy my wife and daughter each a new silk gown for the feast of the three kings . In the cause of learning and antiquities - re- search xiv PREFACE .
... would be sure to give me at least sufficient to bring me comfortably home , and perhaps to buy my wife and daughter each a new silk gown for the feast of the three kings . In the cause of learning and antiquities - re- search xiv PREFACE .
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... bring it on the lightning's glare ! The universe is mine , Therefore a thousandfold is thine ! What though invisible to sight ? — In all things am I shadowed which delight , The violet stars which gem the night , The musky lily's breath ...
... bring it on the lightning's glare ! The universe is mine , Therefore a thousandfold is thine ! What though invisible to sight ? — In all things am I shadowed which delight , The violet stars which gem the night , The musky lily's breath ...
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... bring this stranger before him . " " For what purpose ? " returned Ingulph , much startled . " Mayhap to give him a lodging for the night under my care , " said the provost , with a malicious grin . " If you threaten , master hangman ...
... bring this stranger before him . " " For what purpose ? " returned Ingulph , much startled . " Mayhap to give him a lodging for the night under my care , " said the provost , with a malicious grin . " If you threaten , master hangman ...
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... ! " said Lord Falkland . " My Lord Falkland is ever sighing out , like a lackadaisical lover , his mistress's name , Peace ! Peace ! " said De la Pole , laughing . " But if he waits till honest men bring it to pass , there WHITEHALL . 71.
... ! " said Lord Falkland . " My Lord Falkland is ever sighing out , like a lackadaisical lover , his mistress's name , Peace ! Peace ! " said De la Pole , laughing . " But if he waits till honest men bring it to pass , there WHITEHALL . 71.
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Whitehall; or, The days of Charles i. By the author of ..., Volumen 503 Emma Robinson Vista completa - 1853 |
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Términos y frases comunes
answer appeared army arrived Axtel beauty blood Bradshaw Bulstocke cavalier chamber Charles citizen command countenance court Cromwell dare dark door Earl exclaimed Ingulph eyes Fairfax favour fear gaze glance guard gulph hand Harrison hastened hath hear heard heart heaven henge honour hope Hopkins Huncks Hurst Castle imagined instantly Ireton Joyce king king's la Pole Lady Marie laughing light Lilly London look Lord Madam Tomkins majesty manner marquis Master Dethewarre Master Stonehenge ment methinks Mistress Chaloner Montacute morisco mulatto never night noble nosegay observed palace palace of Whitehall parliament passion pause Pole Pole's presbyterian presbyters prisoner provost Ramona replied Ingulph returned royal royalists scarcely seemed Selden siege of York silence smile soldiers speak Stonehenge's stood suddenly thee thou thought tion tone tower trained bands Tribulation truly turned voice Waller Whitehall wife word young
Pasajes populares
Página 153 - I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord.
Página 131 - They parted - ne'er to meet again! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs, which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between; But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Página 195 - The sentence, sir, — I say, sir, I do — I am not suffered to speak : expect what justice other people will have...
Página 249 - ... and said to the mountains and rocks, Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sitteth on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb: For the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?
Página 270 - I declare before you all, That I die a Christian, according to the profession of the Church of England, as I found it left me by my Father, and this honest man* I think will witness it. Then turning to the Officers, said: Sirs, excuse me for this same, I have a good cause, and I have a gracious God. I will say no more.
Página 275 - Sir, this is none other but the hand of God ; and to Him alone belongs the glory, wherein none are to share with Him.
Página 271 - Consider, it will soon carry you a great way; it will carry you from earth to heaven; and there you shall find, to your great joy, the prize to which you hasten, a crown of glory.
Página 207 - Let the high praises of God be in their mouth, and a two-edged sword in their hand; 7 To execute vengeance upon the heathen, and punishments upon the people ; 8 To bind their kings with chains, and their nobles with fetters of iron; 9 To execute upon them the judgment written: this honour have all his saints.
Página 270 - In troth, Sirs, my conscience in religion, I think, is very well known to all the world, and therefore I declare before you all, that I die a Christian, according to the profession of the Church of England, as I found it left me by my father; and this honest man, I think, will witness it.
Página 211 - All the kings of the nations, even all of them, Lie in glory, every one in his own house. But thou art cast out of thy grave like an abominable branch...