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... Duke of Guise was wounded by an assassin , during the siege of Orleans , the surgeons at first augured favorably of his recovery , but they evidently killed him by their unskilful treatment : first , they widened and cauterized with a ...
... Duke of Guise was wounded by an assassin , during the siege of Orleans , the surgeons at first augured favorably of his recovery , but they evidently killed him by their unskilful treatment : first , they widened and cauterized with a ...
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... Guise , and failing him , do it for themselves . I , who had my sister's tears still upon my heart , could not sleep ... Duke d'Anjou , the Duke de Nevers , De Ritz , and Biraque , who were all uniting their efforts to encourage ...
... Guise , and failing him , do it for themselves . I , who had my sister's tears still upon my heart , could not sleep ... Duke d'Anjou , the Duke de Nevers , De Ritz , and Biraque , who were all uniting their efforts to encourage ...
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... Guise will not believe it , unless he down to inquire the cause of this disturbance . He sees it with his own eyes ... Duke of Anjou , for it is his account which I am following , ) " nor if it wounded any one ; but this I know ...
... Guise will not believe it , unless he down to inquire the cause of this disturbance . He sees it with his own eyes ... Duke of Anjou , for it is his account which I am following , ) " nor if it wounded any one ; but this I know ...
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... Duke of Guise sal- lied forth from the gate , followed by all the rest , crying out , " Courage , soldiers ! we have begun well ; now for the others . For the king ! It is the will of the king ; the king's express command ! " At that ...
... Duke of Guise sal- lied forth from the gate , followed by all the rest , crying out , " Courage , soldiers ! we have begun well ; now for the others . For the king ! It is the will of the king ; the king's express command ! " At that ...
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Next rode , in melancholy guise , with sombre vest | The vision and the voice are o'er ! their influence and scarf ... Duke of Argyle . " With lofty brow , and bearing high , dark " Ravens- wood " advanced , Who on the false " Lord ...
Next rode , in melancholy guise , with sombre vest | The vision and the voice are o'er ! their influence and scarf ... Duke of Argyle . " With lofty brow , and bearing high , dark " Ravens- wood " advanced , Who on the false " Lord ...
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Página 304 - Come wealth or want, come good or ill, Let young and old accept their part, And bow before the Awful Will, And bear it with an honest heart, Who misses or who wins the prize. — Go, lose or conquer as you can ; But if you fail, or if you rise, Be each, pray God, a gentleman.
Página 394 - Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws To cast thee up again! What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous, and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
Página 245 - Thou hast the starry gems, the burning gold, Won from ten thousand royal argosies! Sweep o'er thy spoils, thou wild and wrathful main ! Earth claims not these again.
Página 361 - Behold, the Assyrian was a cedar in Lebanon with fair branches, and with a shadowing shroud, and of an high stature; and his top was among the thick boughs.
Página 259 - Thy terribleness hath deceived thee, and the pride of thine heart, O thou that dwellest in the clefts of the rock, that boldest the height of the hill : though thou shouldst make thy nest as high as the eagle, I will bring thee down from thence, saith the Lord.
Página 252 - Alas ! my boy, thy gentle grasp is on me, The bright tears quiver in thy pleading eyes, And now fond thoughts arise, And silver cords again to earth have won me ; And like a vine thou claspest my full heart — How shall I hence depart?
Página 222 - His children were brought up like the children of the neighboring peasantry. His boys followed the plough ; and his girls went out to service. Study he found impossible ; for the advowson of his living would hardly have sold for a sum sufficient to purchase a good theological library ; and he might be considered as unusually lucky if he had ten or twelve dogeared volumes among the pots and pans on his shelves.
Página 408 - ... forgotten. His name at once calls up before us a slender and feeble frame, a lofty and ample forehead, a nose curved like the beak of an eagle, an eye rivalling that of an eagle in brightness and keenness, a thoughtful and somewhat sullen brow, a firm and somewhat peevish mouth, a cheek pale, thin, and deeply furrowed by sickness and by care. That pensive, severe, and solemn aspect could scarcely have belonged to a happy or a good-humoured man. But it indicates in a manner not to be mistaken,...
Página 252 - midst the silence of the stars I wake, And watch for thy dear sake. " And thou, will slumber's dewy cloud fall round thee, Without thy mother's hand to smooth thy bed ? Wilt thou not vainly spread Thine arms, when darkness as a veil hath wound thee, To fold my neck, and lift up, in thy fear, A cry which none shall hear?
Página 150 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.