Lady Jane Grey; an historical romance, Volumul 1Lea & Blanchard, 1840 |
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Pagina 67
... feel that " She threw herself on the bosom of her faithful attendant , to hide her fast - falling tears . But we will not prolong the scene ; for what danger could Lord Wardour warn her of when he himself knew not in what shape it would ...
... feel that " She threw herself on the bosom of her faithful attendant , to hide her fast - falling tears . But we will not prolong the scene ; for what danger could Lord Wardour warn her of when he himself knew not in what shape it would ...
Pagina 83
... feel it my duty to give an honest opinion , well knowing that your grace's superior foresight will see clearly which path to pursue . But I have not yet heard the name of the noble personage to whom our gracious sovereign intends ...
... feel it my duty to give an honest opinion , well knowing that your grace's superior foresight will see clearly which path to pursue . But I have not yet heard the name of the noble personage to whom our gracious sovereign intends ...
Pagina 85
... feel con- fident that your grace's goodness would neither seek to endanger the one , nor subvert the other . " " Thou dost not seem to enter heartily into my plans , " said the duke , with much ado subduing his passion ; " thy feelings ...
... feel con- fident that your grace's goodness would neither seek to endanger the one , nor subvert the other . " " Thou dost not seem to enter heartily into my plans , " said the duke , with much ado subduing his passion ; " thy feelings ...
Pagina 109
... feel that this is the last day's toil I shall be called upon to go through , and God , in his great good- ness , will grant me strength to endure it . And how fares our fair cousin , the Lady Jane ? " en- quired he , casting his dim ...
... feel that this is the last day's toil I shall be called upon to go through , and God , in his great good- ness , will grant me strength to endure it . And how fares our fair cousin , the Lady Jane ? " en- quired he , casting his dim ...
Pagina 167
... feel the claws of the Evil - one fastening upon him . At the table sat his underling , Roger Alford , reading aloud from a pile of letters , the ac- cumulation of the last three days , for Cecil's mind had been too distraught to attend ...
... feel the claws of the Evil - one fastening upon him . At the table sat his underling , Roger Alford , reading aloud from a pile of letters , the ac- cumulation of the last three days , for Cecil's mind had been too distraught to attend ...
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added answered arms Arundel aught beautiful beggar blood brow Cecil cheek cold countenance crown dare dark death deep devil drawer Dudley Duke Duke of Northumberland Duke of Suffolk Duskena Earl Earl of Arundel Edward exclaimed eyes faith fear Feckenham feel fell gazed Gilbert Pots give glance gold Grace Guilford Dudley hand hath head heard heart Heaven holy hour King knave Lady Jane Grey late letter lips look Lord Dudley Lord Wardour matter mother neck never night Ninion Saunders nobles Northumberland old hag old woman once palace passed pillory prayer Princess Mary prison Queen Mary raised replied silence Sir Thomas Wyatt Sir William Cecil smile sound spoke stood sword tears tell thee thine thou art thou didst thou hast thou wilt thou wouldst thought throne throw thyself Tower traitors vengeance voice waiting wish young
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Pagina 209 - Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp; Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable; and, humour'd thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell, king!
Pagina 69 - Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.— Enter Cromwell, amazedly.
Pagina 242 - JANE, by the grace of God, Queen of England, France, and Ireland, Defender of the Faith, and of the Church of England, and also of Ireland, under Christ, in Earth the supreme Head.
Pagina 77 - Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears What sights of ugly death within mine eyes.
Pagina 184 - Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe, and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Pagina 222 - There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at rest. There the prisoners rest together; they hear not the voice of the oppressor. The small and great are there; and the servant is free from his master.
Pagina 165 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart?
Pagina 189 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Pagina 18 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Pagina 124 - Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.