Lectures on the History of England, Band 1Longman, Green, Longman, Roberts, & Green, 1863 - 459 Seiten |
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abbot ancient Anglo-Saxon appointed Archbishop army barons battle became Becket bishops Bréauté Bruce Burgh called castle Chancellor Charter church clergy Commons council Court of Chancery crown Crusaders Danes death Earl Ecclesiastical Courts Edwd English fair father Feudal System foreign forest French Gascony Gaveston Gloucester granted held Henry III Henry the Second Henry the Third Henry's Heriots horses Hubert invaded John's judge justice King John King of England King of France King's Bench kingdom knight land liberties London lord Louis Magna Charta manor married murder Normandy Normans oath oppressions origin Parliament person Philip Pope Pope's possession Prince Edward prisoner promises Provisions of Oxford Queen refused reign of Henry Richard Robin Hood Roman royal Saxon Scotland sent shire siege Simon de Montfort summoned tenants thanes Thomas à Becket throne tion took Trial by Jury vassal Wales Westminster William the Conqueror
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Seite 245 - I'll not grant thee; I never hurt woman in all my life, Nor man in woman's company. " I never hurt fair maid in all my time, Nor at mine end shall it be ; But give me my bent bow in my hand, And a broad arrow I'll let flee, And where this arrow is taken up, There shall my grave digged be.
Seite 15 - Showers soft and steaming, Hot and breathless air. Tired of listless dreaming, Through the lazy day ; Jovial wind of winter Turn us out to play ! Sweep the golden reed-beds; Crisp the lazy dyke ; Hunger into madness Every plunging pike.
Seite 41 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Seite 245 - Now nay, now nay," quoth Robin Hood, " That boon I'll not grant thee; I never hurt woman in all my life, Nor man in woman's company.
Seite 43 - He loved to display his magnificence, not in huge piles of food and hogsheads of strong drink, but in large and stately edifices, rich armour, gallant horses, choice falcons, well-ordered tournaments, banquets delicate rather than abundant, and wines remarkable rather for their exquisite flavour than for their intoxicating power.
Seite 237 - I would preach there in the morning, because it was holiday, and methought it was an holiday's work. The church stood in my way, and I took my horse and my company, and went thither. I thought I should have found a great company in the church, and when I came there, the church door was fast locked. I tarried there half an...
Seite 15 - Off the curdled sky. Hark! The brave North-easter! Breast-high lies the scent, On by holt and headland, Over heath and bent. Chime, ye dappled darlings, Through the sleet and snow. Who can over-ride you? Let the horses go ! Chime, ye dappled darlings, Down the roaring blast You shall see a fox die Ere an hour be past. Go ! and rest to-morrow, Hunting in your dreams, While our skates are ringing O'er the frozen streams.
Seite 111 - ... be held ; and twice, a shire-gemot ; and let there be present the bishop of the shire and the ealdorman, and there both expound as well the law of God as the secular law.
Seite 86 - By the Lord, before whom this relic is holy, I will be to N. faithful and true, and love all that he loves, and shun all that he shuns, according to God's law, and according to the world's principles, and never, by will nor by force, by word nor by work, do...
Seite 15 - Out of all the seas: But the black North-easter, Through the snowstorm hurled, Drives our English hearts of oak Seaward round the world. Come, as came our fathers...