Rothelan: A Romance of the English Histories, Band 1

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Oliver & Boyd, 1824
 

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Seite 81 - To be hugg'd ever. In by-corners of This sacred room, silver, in bags heap'd up, Like billets saw'd and ready for the fire, Unworthy to hold fellowship with bright gold, That flow'd about the room, conceal'd itself. There needs no artificial light ; the splendour Makes a perpetual day there, night and darkness By that still-burning lamp for ever banish'd.
Seite 82 - And yet I found, What weak credulity could have no faith in, A treasure far exceeding these. Here lay A manor bound fast in a skin of parchment ; The wax continuing hard, the acres melting. Here a sure deed of gift for a market town, If not redeem'd this day ; which is not in The unthrift's power.
Seite 81 - Each sparkling diamond from itself shot forth A pyramid of flames, and in the roof Fix'd it a glorious star, and made the place Heaven's abstract, or epitome : Rubies, sapphires, And ropes of orient pearl, these seen, I could not But look on gold with contempt. And yet I found, What weak credulity could have no faith in, A treasure far exceeding these.
Seite 177 - My ear-rings! my ear-rings! they were pearls in silver set, That when my Moor was far away, I ne'er should him forget, That I ne'er to other...
Seite 70 - Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, heal'd by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is?" The sciences have removed — or are rapidly removing — the artificial barriers between us and are enabling us to see one another as human beings. Up to the present time, support for the ideal of the "brotherhood of man" has had to depend solely...
Seite 82 - But look on with contempt. And yet I found — What weak credulity could have no faith in — A treasure far exceeding these : here lay A manor bound fast in a skin of parchment ; The wax continuing hard — the acres melting...
Seite 242 - I dreamt in my sweven on Thursday eve In my bed wheras I lay I dreamt a grype* and a grimly beast Had carried my crown away ; " My gorget and my kirtle of gold, And all my fair head-gear ; And he would worry me with his...
Seite 19 - And turn themselves loose, out of all the bounds Of justice, and the straight way to their ends; Forsaking all the sure force in themselves To seek without them that which is not theirs, The forms of all their comforts are distracted, The riches of their freedoms forfeited, Their human noblesse shamed ; the mansions Of their cold spirits eaten down with cares ; And all their ornaments of wit and valour, Learning, and judgment, cut from all their fruits.
Seite 19 - His trees about it, cut off by their waists ; So, when men fly the natural clime of truth, And turn themselves loose, out of all the bounds Of justice, and the straight way to their ends; Forsaking all the sure force in themselves To seek without them that which is not theirs, The forms of all their comforts are distracted...
Seite 118 - But I have seen you many times, and felt sunshine in the sight of the beautiful spirit that beams from your countenance. Oh ! it would be to me more pleasures than all moneys, to take away that adversity which makes so cold a shadow fall so darkly on so fair a thing, lady. I do not live for moneys ; I was not made to cleave unto gold, for I am a sincere man, and would make poverties flee away; but you think me hungry...

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