Arabella Stuart: A Romance from English HistoryHarper & Bros., 1845 - 143 pagina's |
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Pagina 64 - Hope did essay to speak, but wine rendered her endeavours so feeble that she withdrew, and hoped the king would excuse her brevity ; Faith was then all alone, for I am certain she was not joined with good works, and left the court in a staggering condition ; Charity came to the king's feet, and seemed to cover the multitude of sins her sisters had committed : in some sort she made obeisance, and...
Pagina 65 - Now did Peace make entry, and strive to get foremost to the king ; but I grieve to tell how great wrath she did discover unto those of her attendants, and, much contrary to her semblance, most rudely made war with her olive-branch, and laid on the pates of those who did oppose her coming.
Pagina 64 - Charity came to the king's feet, and seemed to cover the multitude of sins her sisters had committed; in some sort she made obeisance and brought gifts, but said she would return home again, as there was no gift which heaven had not already given his majesty. She then returned to Faith and Hope, who were both sick .... in the lower hall.
Pagina 60 - Good Mr. Jowler, we pray you speak to the King (for he hears you every day, and so doth he not us) that it will please his Majesty to go back to London, for else the country will be undone ; all our provision is spent already, and we are not able to entertain him longer.
Pagina 60 - King handed it about," answered Rochester, — " these words are something like them : — ' Good Master Jowler, we pray you speak to the King, for he hears you every day, and he will not hear us, that it will please his Majesty to go back to London, or else the country will be undone. All our provision is spent already, and we are not able to maintain him any longer.
Pagina 78 - When this plot is hatched, you can come and tell me, sweetheart; and then you shall play me an air on the virginals, or sing me a song to the lute." "Dear uncle," said Arabella, laying her hand upon his arm, and looking up in his face, as if she wished him to stay. But Lord Shrewsbury merely bent down his head and kissed her cheek, saying, " God protect thee, in all circumstances, my dear girl!
Pagina 49 - Wiltons have spent many lives in their prince's service, and Grey cannot beg his. God send the king a long and prosperous reign, and to your Lordships all honour...
Pagina 15 - Gaze if thou wilt, hut keep him far, There's danger in the boy. " How various are his gladsome smiles, His every look is bright ; Sure there can be no wicked wiles Within that thing of light ! " Lo, he holds out a flower to me, A rosebud like a gem ! Keep him afar ! Dost thou not see The thorns upon the stem ? " Vain was the warning given ; the maid Clasped to her heart the boy ; But could not pluck him thence. He stayed, And stayed but to destroy. " Sweet Love, let others be beguiled, Thy treacherous...
Pagina 61 - They beg our goods, our lands, and our lives, They whip our nobles, and lie with our wives ; They pinch our gentry, and send for our benchers ; They stab our Serjeants, and pistol our fencers ; Leave off, proud Scots, thus to undo us, Lest we make you as poor as when you came to us.
Pagina 15 - Who is the boy comes stealing here, With looks demure and mild ? Keep off! keep off! Let him not near! There's malice in that child. " Yet, see, he plays amidst the flowers, As innocent as they ; His smile as bright as summer hours, His eyes as soft as May.