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... saints and martyrs that stood in every recess , the figures of armed knights upon the tombs , the uncertain light ... saint , or passing between the lofty columns of the church , -all I had read of , but had not seen , I was transported ...
... saints and martyrs that stood in every recess , the figures of armed knights upon the tombs , the uncertain light ... saint , or passing between the lofty columns of the church , -all I had read of , but had not seen , I was transported ...
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... it in an ancient manuscript of the Middle Ages , in the archives of the public library ; and I give it as it was told me , without note or comment . MARTIN FRANC AND THE MONK OF SAINT ANTHONY . * 22 THE GOLDEN LION INN .
... it in an ancient manuscript of the Middle Ages , in the archives of the public library ; and I give it as it was told me , without note or comment . MARTIN FRANC AND THE MONK OF SAINT ANTHONY . * 22 THE GOLDEN LION INN .
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. MARTIN FRANC AND THE MONK OF SAINT ANTHONY . * Seignor , oiez une merveille , C'onques n'oïstes sa pareille , Que je vos vueil dire et conter ; Or metez cuer a l'escouter . Fabliau du Bouchier d'Abbeville ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. MARTIN FRANC AND THE MONK OF SAINT ANTHONY . * Seignor , oiez une merveille , C'onques n'oïstes sa pareille , Que je vos vueil dire et conter ; Or metez cuer a l'escouter . Fabliau du Bouchier d'Abbeville ...
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... saints was much more strong and prevalent than in these lewd and degenerate times ; and as there seemed no great ... saint of her husband . Accordingly , she repaired one evening to the abbey of St. Anthony , to place a votive candle and ...
... saints was much more strong and prevalent than in these lewd and degenerate times ; and as there seemed no great ... saint of her husband . Accordingly , she repaired one evening to the abbey of St. Anthony , to place a votive candle and ...
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... saint for aid and protection . While she was thus engaged , the church became gradu- ally deserted , till she was left , as she thought , alone . But in this she was mistaken ; for , when she arose to depart , the portly figure of Friar ...
... saint for aid and protection . While she was thus engaged , the church became gradu- ally deserted , till she was left , as she thought , alone . But in this she was mistaken ; for , when she arose to depart , the portly figure of Friar ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Alban Lake Alhama amid ancient arms ballads beautiful beneath Bernardo del Carpio bosom breath bright Castel Gandolfo Charlemagne Christian church cloud convent cross crowd dark dead death delight earth erth apon erth Eusebio feeling feet Friar Gui gloomy grave hand heart heaven hill holy horse hour journey king land landscape light living look maison de santé Martin Franc melancholy merry midnight mind mingled monk Moorish morning mountains night notary Old Castile passed Père la Chaise Périgueux poetry postilion prayer priest Puerta del Sol racter Riccia Roman Rome round ruins sacristan saints scene seemed shade shadow shoulders side silent silver sing sleep soft solemn solitary song soul sound Spain spirit stands stood story street sword thee thou hast thought tion tower traveller trees Trouvères village Virgin voice walk walls wind window
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 266 - Ye ! who have traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A single recollection, not in vain He wore his sandal-shoon and scallop-shell; Farewell ! with him alone may rest the pain, If such there were — with you, the moral of his strain.
Seite 240 - Full oft by holy feet our ground was trod, Of clerks good plenty here you mote espy. A little, round, fat, oily man of God, Was one I chiefly mark'd among the fry : He had a roguish twinkle in his eye, And shone all glittering with ungodly dew, If a tight damsel chaunc'd to trippen by ; Which when observ'd, he shrunk into his mew, And straight would recollect his piety anew.
Seite 271 - We have not wings, we cannot soar ; But we have feet to scale and climb By slow degrees, by more and more, The cloudy summits of our time.
Seite 162 - FAIR stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; But putting to the main, At Caux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train, Landed King Harry.
Seite 271 - SAINT AUGUSTINE ! well hast thou said, That of our vices we can frame A ladder, if we will but tread Beneath our feet each deed of shame...
Seite 59 - There is no antidote against the opium of time, which temporally considereth all things : our fathers find their graves in our short memories, and sadly tell us how we may be buried in our survivors.
Seite 163 - No life, my honest scholar, no life so happy and so pleasant as the life of a well-governed angler; for when the lawyer is swallowed up with business, and the statesman is preventing or contriving plots, then we sit on cowslip banks, hear the birds sing, and possess ourselves in as much quietness as these silent silver streams, which we now see glide so quietly by us.
Seite 43 - Alike all ages. Dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze, And the gay grandsire, skill'd in gestic lore, Has frisk'd beneath the burden of threescore.
Seite 187 - Thy blest approach, and oh, to Heaven how lost, If my ingratitude's unkindly frost Has chilled the bleeding wounds upon thy feet. How oft my guardian angel gently cried, " Soul, from thy casement look, and thou shalt see How he persists to knock and wait for thee ! " And, oh ! how often to that voice of sorrow, " To-morrow we will open," I replied, And when the morrow came, I answered still, "To-morrow.
Seite 186 - My panting side was charged when I withdrew To seek a tranquil death in distant shades.^ There was I found by one who had himself Been hurt by the archers. In his side he bore And in his hands and feet the cruel scars. With gentle force soliciting the darts He drew them forth, and healed and bade me live.