Sir Guy d'Esterre, Band 2;Band 1851858 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
added answered appeared arms asked believed blood called castle cause changed chief chieftain child close Court cried danger dark death deep desired door doubt Earl Elizabeth enemies England entered Essex eyes face fair father fear felt Fitzclare followed gave gaze girl give given hand hath head heard heart Heaven Hilda hope horse hour Ireland Irish Isabel knew knight lady land late Lawrence leave lips lives looked Lord Lord Lieutenant lover maiden meaning mind mistress Morven nature never noble once passed person poor Queen raised received replied rest round scene seemed seen sent side Sir Guy D'Esterre soon speak spirit stood sweet sword Symonds tell thee thou thought tion took Tower true turned voice watched wild wished young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 2 - From all society, from love and hate Of worldly folk; then should he sleep secure, Then wake again, and yield God ever praise, Content with hips and haws and bramble-berry; In contemplation passing out his days, And change of holy thoughts to make him merry. Who when he dies, his tomb may be a bush, Where harmless robin dwells with gentle thrush." " Your majesty's exiled servant,
Seite 2 - From a mind delighting in sorrow ; from spirits wasted with passion ; From a heart torn in pieces with care, grief, and travail ; from a man that hateth himself, and all things else that keep him alive; what service can pour Majesty expect, since any service past deserves no more than banishment and proscription to the cursedest of all islands...
Seite 281 - Whose gold thread when she saw spun. And the death of her brave son, Thought it safest to retire From all care and vain desire, To a private country cell. Where she spent her days so well, That to her the better sort Came as to a holy court ; And the poor that lived near, Dearth nor famine could not fear.
Seite 281 - Whose gold thread when she saw spun, And the death of her brave son, Thought it safest to retire, From all care and vain desire, To a private country cell; Where she spent her days so well, That to her the better sort Came as to an holy court; And the poor that liv-ed near Dearth nor famine could not fear...
Seite 286 - Oh ! now it mindeth me that you were one who saw this man elsewhere,' and hereat she dropped a tear, and smote her bosom. She held in her hand a golden cup, which she oft put to her lips; but, in sooth, her heart seemeth too full to lack more filling.
Seite 17 - Twas his own voice — she could not err — Throughout the breathing world's extent There was but one such voice for her, So kind, so soft, so eloquent ! Oh, sooner shall the rose of May Mistake her own sweet nightingale, And to some meaner minstrel's lay Open her bosom's glowing veil, Than Love shall ever doubt a tone, A breath of the beloved one!
Seite 289 - In the hour of death and in the day of judgment, good Lord, deliver us !'
Seite 225 - He that hath eaten bread with me hath lifted up his heel against me.