Lady Jane Grey; an historical romance, Nide 1Lea & Blanchard, 1840 |
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Thomas Miller. CHAPTER II . And who is this so full of wicked faith , That comes to take his council from the stars : As if those pure and ever - shining orbs , Were only made to register his fate , Roll on , and light him to his ...
Thomas Miller. CHAPTER II . And who is this so full of wicked faith , That comes to take his council from the stars : As if those pure and ever - shining orbs , Were only made to register his fate , Roll on , and light him to his ...
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... faith , and it can only be done by blood - by blood ! " As she repeated the last words , her whole frame shook , and she raised her skinny arms , and clenched her withered hands , while a grim and hideous smile faded over her dusky ...
... faith , and it can only be done by blood - by blood ! " As she repeated the last words , her whole frame shook , and she raised her skinny arms , and clenched her withered hands , while a grim and hideous smile faded over her dusky ...
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... faith to the ground . -Who knocks so loud at this unmeet hour ? " added she , approaching the door . " It is I , old hag , " muttered a stern deep voice , " undo the door . " " Old hag ! undo the door , " ecnoed the old woman , as she ...
... faith to the ground . -Who knocks so loud at this unmeet hour ? " added she , approaching the door . " It is I , old hag , " muttered a stern deep voice , " undo the door . " " Old hag ! undo the door , " ecnoed the old woman , as she ...
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... faith against whom it is directed , and it is written that they shall perish . Behold this skull , " added she , seizing it with her withered claw , and pressing it to her skinny lips , while the light of the lamp fell full upon the ...
... faith against whom it is directed , and it is written that they shall perish . Behold this skull , " added she , seizing it with her withered claw , and pressing it to her skinny lips , while the light of the lamp fell full upon the ...
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... faith . As to Northum- berland , I cannot like him if I would . Pardon me , lady ; but I like not those long closettings which he holds with your noble parents . And rumour says that he played a foul game with the Duke of Somerset . I ...
... faith . As to Northum- berland , I cannot like him if I would . Pardon me , lady ; but I like not those long closettings which he holds with your noble parents . And rumour says that he played a foul game with the Duke of Somerset . I ...
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added answered arms Arundel aught beautiful beggar blood brow Cecil cheek cold countenance crown dare dark death deep devil drawer Dudley Duke Duke of Northumberland Duke of Suffolk Duskena Earl Earl of Arundel Edward exclaimed eyes faith fear Feckenham feel fell gazed Gilbert Pots give glance gold Grace Guilford Dudley hand hath head heard heart Heaven holy hour King knave Lady Jane Grey late letter lips look Lord Dudley Lord Wardour matter mother neck never night Ninion Saunders nobles Northumberland old hag old woman once palace passed pillory prayer Princess Mary prison Queen Mary raised replied silence Sir Thomas Wyatt Sir William Cecil smile sound spoke stood sword tears tell thee thine thou art thou didst thou hast thou wilt thou wouldst thought throne throw thyself Tower traitors vengeance voice waiting wish young
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Sivu 209 - Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp; Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable; and, humour'd thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell, king!
Sivu 69 - Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.— Enter Cromwell, amazedly.
Sivu 242 - JANE, by the grace of God, Queen of England, France, and Ireland, Defender of the Faith, and of the Church of England, and also of Ireland, under Christ, in Earth the supreme Head.
Sivu 77 - Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears What sights of ugly death within mine eyes.
Sivu 184 - Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe, and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Sivu 222 - There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at rest. There the prisoners rest together; they hear not the voice of the oppressor. The small and great are there; and the servant is free from his master.
Sivu 165 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart?
Sivu 189 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Sivu 18 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Sivu 124 - Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.