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Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
army attacked Baliol battle Battle of Plassey became began brave Britain British Britons brought Bruce Cæsar called Canute captured Castle Catholic cause Charles Church claimed coast colonists courage Cromwell crowned Danes death declared defeated died Duke Duke of Austria Earl Earl of Wessex Edgar the Atheling Edinburgh Edward Edward III Elizabeth enemy England famous favour fierce fight fled fleet forces fought France French gained gallant Harold Henry Henry VIII Highlanders India invaded Jacobites James James IV John Julius Cæsar killed king's kingdom knights land laws leader Loch Leven Castle London marched Margaret Margaret of Anjou Mary murdered Napoleon nation nobles Norman Parliament peace peasants prince prison Queen raised rebellion rebels reign Richard Roman rose routed rule Saxon Scotland Scots Scottish sent ships shores shortly afterwards slain soldiers soon strong succeeded terrible throne took place towns trade tried troops victory William young
Suositut otteet
Sivu 187 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
Sivu 188 - On the lofty British line. It was ten of April morn by the chime ; As they drifted on their path There was silence deep as death, And the boldest held his breath For a time. But the might of England flushed To anticipate the scene ; And her van the fleeter rushed O'er the deadly space between.
Sivu 185 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
Sivu 186 - twas a famous victory. "My father lived at Blenheim then, Yon little stream hard by; They burnt his dwelling to the ground, And he was forced to fly; So with his wife and child he fled, Nor had he where to rest his head. "With fire and sword the country round Was wasted far and wide, And many a childing mother then And newborn baby died: But things like that, you know, must be At every famous victory.
Sivu 182 - And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say " Tomorrow is Saint Crispian " : Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say " These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Sivu 187 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won ; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun : But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. 'Great praise the Duke of Marlbro* won And our good Prince Eugene;' 'Why 'twas a very wicked thing !' Said little Wilhelmine; 'Nay . . nay . . my little girl,' quoth he, 'It was a famous victory.
Sivu 182 - This story shall the good man teach his son ; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition...
Sivu 183 - Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame; Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear; They shook the depths of the desert gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer.
Sivu 181 - Such the bard's prophetic words, Pregnant with celestial fire, Bending as he swept the chords Of his sweet but awful lyre. She, with all a monarch's pride, Felt them in her bosom glow : Rush'd to battle, fought, and died ; Dying, hurl'd them at the foe.
Sivu 189 - By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine-cup shines in light ! And yet, amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore...