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... Friar , who is preaching to the crowd . " BIRKET FOSTER . 78 XVI . " Under the doorway's sacred shadow ; We can see all things , and be freer From the crowd that madly heaves and presses ! " BIRKET FOSTER . 82 XVII . " How very grand it ...
... Friar , who is preaching to the crowd . " BIRKET FOSTER . 78 XVI . " Under the doorway's sacred shadow ; We can see all things , and be freer From the crowd that madly heaves and presses ! " BIRKET FOSTER . 82 XVII . " How very grand it ...
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... place was the same place , The same dusky walls Of cold , gray stone , The same cloisters and belfry and spire . " A stranger and alone Among that brotherhood The Monk Felix stood . ' Forty years , ' said a Friar , ' THE GOLDEN LEGEND . 31.
... place was the same place , The same dusky walls Of cold , gray stone , The same cloisters and belfry and spire . " A stranger and alone Among that brotherhood The Monk Felix stood . ' Forty years , ' said a Friar , ' THE GOLDEN LEGEND . 31.
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. ' Forty years , ' said a Friar , ' Have I been Prior Of this convent in the wood , But for that space Never have I beheld thy face ! ' " The heart of the Monk Felix fell : And he answered , with submissive ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. ' Forty years , ' said a Friar , ' Have I been Prior Of this convent in the wood , But for that space Never have I beheld thy face ! ' " The heart of the Monk Felix fell : And he answered , with submissive ...
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... friar , And bartered his wealth for a daily mass . But all that afterwards came to pass , And whether he finds it dull or pleasant , Is kept a secret for the present , At his own particular desire . And here , in a corner of the wall ...
... friar , And bartered his wealth for a daily mass . But all that afterwards came to pass , And whether he finds it dull or pleasant , Is kept a secret for the present , At his own particular desire . And here , in a corner of the wall ...
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... And foul corruption of the time , Disease , distress , and want , and woe , And crimes , and passions that may grow Until they ripen into crime ! Feste HVIZETELLY.SC . Easter Sunday . FRIAR CUTHBERT preaching to THE GOLDEN LEGEND . 77.
... And foul corruption of the time , Disease , distress , and want , and woe , And crimes , and passions that may grow Until they ripen into crime ! Feste HVIZETELLY.SC . Easter Sunday . FRIAR CUTHBERT preaching to THE GOLDEN LEGEND . 77.
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ABBOT Abelard Angel beautiful Behold bells BIRKET FOSTER blessed breast breath chaunted child Christ church cloth coloured convent crowd dark DAVID BOGUE dead death deed deep door drink ELSIE ENGRAVINGS ON WOOD eyes face Fastrada Father fear feet FLEET STREET flowers forest FRIAR CUTHBERT FRIAR JOHN FRIAR PAUL garden golden GOLDEN LEGEND GOTTLIEB hand head hear heard heart heaven Heloise HENRY VIZETELLY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Herod Hirschau Hoheneck holy HUBERT ILLUSTRATED JESUS JOHN GILBERT Judas King light live look Lord LUCIFER MARY Minnesinger monks morocco mystery night o'er ODENWALD pain pardon passion pray prayers priest PRINCE HENRY rest Rhuys Saint Salern SCENE:-THE shadow shine SIEBALD singing sleep soul sound stand stone strange sweet TELLY thee thine Thou art thou hast trump of doom unto URSULA voice walls WALTER WILLIAM HARVEY wind window wine words yonder
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Página 69 - To me the thought of death is terrible, Having such hold on life. To thee it is not So much even as the lifting of a latch ; Only a step into the open air Out of a tent already luminous With light that shines through its transparent walls...
Página 214 - I have been told by some old people, who in their younger years were eyewitnesses of these pageants so acted, that the yearly confluence of people to see that shew was extraordinary great, and yielded no small advantage to this city.
Página 31 - And the Monk Felix closed his book, And long, long, With rapturous look, He listened to the song, And hardly breathed or stirred, Until he saw, as in a vision, The land Elysian, And in the heavenly city heard Angelic feet Fall on the golden flagging of the street. And he would fain Have caught the wondrous bird, But strove in vain ; For it flew away, away, Far over hill and dell, And instead of its sweet singing He heard the convent bell Suddenly in the silence ringing For the service of noonday....