Rufus, Or, The Red King. A Romance, Nide 2

Saunders & Otley, 1838

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Sivu 1 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Sivu 73 - It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: terrors are upon him.
Sivu 16 - My son, if sinners entice thee, consent thou not. If they say, "Come with us, let us lay wait for blood, let us lurk privily for the innocent without cause...
Sivu 1 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Sivu 16 - If thou forbear to deliver them that are drawn unto death, and those that are ready to be slain ; if thou sayest, "Behold, we knew it not;" doth not he that pondereth the heart consider it? and he that keepeth thy soul, doth not he know it? and shall not he render to every man according to his works?
Sivu 97 - Sejanus' clients : there be two, Know more than honest counsels ; whose close breasts, Were they ripped up to light, it would be found A poor and idle sin, to which their trunks Had not been made fit organs. \These can lie, Flatter, and swear, forswear, deprave, inform, Smile, and betray ; make guilty men ; then beg The. forfeit lives, to get their livings ; cut Men's throats with whisperings...
Sivu 157 - As ever they myne were. To witness that this is sooth, I bite the white wax with my tooth, Before Jugg, Marode, and Margery, And my third son Henry, For one bow and one broad arrow, When I come to hunt upon Yarrow.
Sivu 94 - Yet well thy soul hath brook'd the turning tide With that untaught innate philosophy, Which, be it wisdom, coldness, or deep pride, Is gall and wormwood to an enemy. When the whole host of hatred stood hard by, To watch and mock thee shrinking, thou hast smiled With a sedate and all-enduring eye ; — When Fortune fled her spoil'd and favourite child, He stood unbowed beneath the ills upon him piled.
Sivu 240 - I gallop to the host." And to the fray he rode amain, Followed by all the archer train ; The fiery youth, with desperate charge, Made for a space, an opening large, — The rescued banner rose, — But darkly closed the war around ; Like pine-tree rooted from the ground, It sunk among the foes.
Sivu 219 - I have heard of a nobleman that has been drunk with a tinker, and of a magnifico that has plaid at blow-point.

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