Poems: A blot in the 'scutcheonTicknor, Reed and Fields, 1850 |
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... God bless Lord Tresham , Lady Mildred , and the Earl ! Here , Gerard , reach your beaker ! Ger . Drink , my boys : Don't mind me - all ' s not right about me- -drink ! 2nd Ret . [ Aside . ] He's vexed , now , that he let the show escape ...
... God bless Lord Tresham , Lady Mildred , and the Earl ! Here , Gerard , reach your beaker ! Ger . Drink , my boys : Don't mind me - all ' s not right about me- -drink ! 2nd Ret . [ Aside . ] He's vexed , now , that he let the show escape ...
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... God help him ! Who's for the great ser- vants ' - hall To hear what's going on inside ? They'd follow Lord Tresham into the saloon . 3rd Ret . 4th Ret . I ! - I ! — Leave Frank alone for catching , at the door , Some hint of how the ...
... God help him ! Who's for the great ser- vants ' - hall To hear what's going on inside ? They'd follow Lord Tresham into the saloon . 3rd Ret . 4th Ret . I ! - I ! — Leave Frank alone for catching , at the door , Some hint of how the ...
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... God and my own soul ? Contempt were all of this ! Mil . Do you believe . . . Or , Henry , I'll not wrong you - you believe That I was ignorant . I scarce grieve o'er The past ! We'll love on - you will love me still ! Mer . Oh , to love ...
... God and my own soul ? Contempt were all of this ! Mil . Do you believe . . . Or , Henry , I'll not wrong you - you believe That I was ignorant . I scarce grieve o'er The past ! We'll love on - you will love me still ! Mer . Oh , to love ...
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... loved him so- -I had No mother - God forgot me — and I fell . There may be pardon yet — all ' s doubt beyond . Surely the bitterness of death is past ! ACT II . SCENE . - The Library . Enter A BLOT IN THE ' SCUTCHEON . 25.
... loved him so- -I had No mother - God forgot me — and I fell . There may be pardon yet — all ' s doubt beyond . Surely the bitterness of death is past ! ACT II . SCENE . - The Library . Enter A BLOT IN THE ' SCUTCHEON . 25.
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... my father's house , I know , The trusted one . You'll speak the truth . Ger . God's truth : night after night . . Tresh . Ger . I'll speak Since when ? At least A month - each midnight has some man access To 26 A BLOT IN THE ' SCUTCHEON .
... my father's house , I know , The trusted one . You'll speak the truth . Ger . God's truth : night after night . . Tresh . Ger . I'll speak Since when ? At least A month - each midnight has some man access To 26 A BLOT IN THE ' SCUTCHEON .
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Anael arms Austin bezants blood Brac Braccio breast breath brow cheek Chiappino dare dead deed Djabal DOMIZIA doubt dream Druses Duke Enter eyes face Faenza faith Florence Florentines Gerard give God's gold Guards Guen Guendolen guilders Hakeem hand head hear heard heart Heaven hold Jacynth keep Khalil knew Lady laugh leave Lebanon lips live look Lord Tresham Loys Lucca Luit Luitolfo Luria Masaccio Mertoun Mildred neath never night Nuncio o'er Ogni once past Pisa praise Prefect pride Provost Puccio round seemed shame silent soul speak spoke stand stood sure sure as fate sword tell thee there's Theseus thine Thorold thou art thought thro Tiburzio Tresh tribe trust truth turn twas Venice voice What's word wrong
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Página 320 - Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I...
Página 312 - You should have heard the Hamelin people Ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple. 'Go,' cried the Mayor, 'and get long poles! Poke out the nests and block up the holes! Consult with carpenters and builders, And leave in our town not even a trace Of the rats ! ' — when suddenly, up the face Of the Piper perked in the market-place, With a 'First, if you please, my thousand guilders!
Página 319 - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
Página 346 - Old Gandolf with his paltry onion-stone, Put me where I may look at him! True peach, Rosy and flawless: how I earned the prize! Draw close: that conflagration of my church — What then? So much was saved if aught were missed!
Página 318 - ... other; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Página 258 - Fra Pandolf" by design, for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance, The depth and passion of its earnest glance, But to myself they turned (since none puts by The curtain I have drawn for you, but I...
Página 266 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two.
Página 306 - HAMELIN Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall on the southern side; A pleasanter spot you never spied ; But, when begins my ditty, Almost five hundred years ago, To see the townsfolk suffer so From vermin, was a pity.
Página 310 - Smiling first a little smile, As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while; Then, like a musical adept, To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled, And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled, Like a...
Página 319 - Aix" — for one heard the quick wheeze Of her chest, saw the stretched neck and staggering knees, And sunk tail, and horrible heave of the flank, As down on her haunches she shuddered and sank.