Half hours of English history, selected and illustr. by C. Knight, Nide 11851 |
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Tulokset 1 - 5 kokonaismäärästä 99
Sivu 8
... speak . Clo . His majesty bids you welcome . Make pastime with us a day , or two , or longer : If you seek us afterwards in other terms , you shall find us in our salt - water girdle : if you beat us out of it , it is yours ; if you ...
... speak . Clo . His majesty bids you welcome . Make pastime with us a day , or two , or longer : If you seek us afterwards in other terms , you shall find us in our salt - water girdle : if you beat us out of it , it is yours ; if you ...
Sivu 9
... speak : we , poor unfledged , Have never wing'd from view o ' the nest ; nor known not What air's from home . Haply , this life is best , If quiet life be best ; sweeter to you , That have a sharper known ; well corresponding With your ...
... speak : we , poor unfledged , Have never wing'd from view o ' the nest ; nor known not What air's from home . Haply , this life is best , If quiet life be best ; sweeter to you , That have a sharper known ; well corresponding With your ...
Sivu 19
... speak the truth , we ourselves have been the cause of all this , we who at the first suffered them to land on the island ; and did not immediately drive them far away , as we did that Julius Caesar ; we , who did not , when they were ...
... speak the truth , we ourselves have been the cause of all this , we who at the first suffered them to land on the island ; and did not immediately drive them far away , as we did that Julius Caesar ; we , who did not , when they were ...
Sivu 23
... speak him , how to give him weight In both his fortunes . Bond . By the gods , I think You dote upon these Romans , Caratach ! Car . Witness these wounds , I do ; they were fairly giv'n : I love an enemy ; I was born a soldier ; And he ...
... speak him , how to give him weight In both his fortunes . Bond . By the gods , I think You dote upon these Romans , Caratach ! Car . Witness these wounds , I do ; they were fairly giv'n : I love an enemy ; I was born a soldier ; And he ...
Sivu 24
... speak this , or ever seen the child more , But that the son of Virtue , Penius , Seeing me steer thro ' all these storms of danger , My helm still in my hand ( my sword ) , my prow Turn'd to my foe ( my face ) , he cried out nobly , Go ...
... speak this , or ever seen the child more , But that the son of Virtue , Penius , Seeing me steer thro ' all these storms of danger , My helm still in my hand ( my sword ) , my prow Turn'd to my foe ( my face ) , he cried out nobly , Go ...
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Half Hours of English History, Selected and Illustr. by C. Knight English History Esikatselu ei käytettävissä - 2015 |
Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
ancient Anglo-Saxon Aquitaine archbishop arms army barons battle Becket bishop blood body brother Cæsar Calais called Canute castle cause CHARLES KNIGHT church commanded Conqueror conquest council court crown CYCLOPÆDIA Danes daughter death duke duke of York earl Edward enemies English Enter father favour fear FLEET STREET France French king friends give hand Harold hast hath head heart heaven Henry II holy honour horse John King Henry king of England king of France king of Scots king Richard king's kingdom knights lady land Lanfranc live London lord Mercia monks nation never noble Norman Normandy oath parliament peace person pope possession priest prince prisoner queen realm reign Roman Rome royal Saxon Scotland Scots sent SHAKSPERE slain soldiers soul sword thee things Thomas à Becket thou throne took Tower town unto victory William words
Suositut otteet
Sivu 218 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Sivu 167 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Sivu 67 - Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed king; The breath of worldly men cannot depose The deputy elected by the Lord.
Sivu 217 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell...
Sivu 98 - Took it in snuff - and still he smil'd and talk'd: And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility.
Sivu 73 - Now mark me how I will undo myself : — I give this heavy weight from off my head, And this unwieldy sceptre from my hand, The pride of kingly sway from out my heart ; With mine own tears I wash away my balm...
Sivu 65 - All places that the eye of heaven visits Are to a wise man ports and happy havens. Teach thy necessity to reason thus ; There is no virtue like necessity.
Sivu 296 - Heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert! drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb. I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word; Nor look upon the iron angerly : Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
Sivu 166 - With that sour ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud, 'What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence?
Sivu 8 - Edward, lo! to sudden fate (Weave we the woof. The thread is spun.) Half of thy heart we consecrate. (The web is wove. The work is done.) Stay, oh stay!