Whitefriars: Or, The Days of Charles the Second: An Historical Romance, 1±ÇH. Colburn, 1844 |
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... Master Lieu- tenant be in the Tower ; and if so , where a man must seek who hath affair with him ? " " Art from over sea ? -methinks thy tongue smacks something popishly , ¡± replied the warder . " If my English be good enough to be ...
... Master Lieu- tenant be in the Tower ; and if so , where a man must seek who hath affair with him ? " " Art from over sea ? -methinks thy tongue smacks something popishly , ¡± replied the warder . " If my English be good enough to be ...
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... Master Lieutenant and his company . It was a large square chamber , with two bow- windows , opening on the river , and richly furnished ; a table in the middle being set out with much glitter and luxury of viands . At this , sat three ...
... Master Lieutenant and his company . It was a large square chamber , with two bow- windows , opening on the river , and richly furnished ; a table in the middle being set out with much glitter and luxury of viands . At this , sat three ...
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... Master Duval , ¡± said the lady , with a tart smile at this last observation . " I would give him some fruit and a fairy - like tasse of sherris , if his rustical poll can bear such unwont luxury . " " And merrily too , " said Claude ...
... Master Duval , ¡± said the lady , with a tart smile at this last observation . " I would give him some fruit and a fairy - like tasse of sherris , if his rustical poll can bear such unwont luxury . " " And merrily too , " said Claude ...
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... same rich fruit which tempted Madam Eve - good troth , a love - apple ! " the " This Claude Duval will as certainly come to rope as his master to the axe , " said Sir John , rising , and walking hastily up and down , " 14 WHITEFRIARS .
... same rich fruit which tempted Madam Eve - good troth , a love - apple ! " the " This Claude Duval will as certainly come to rope as his master to the axe , " said Sir John , rising , and walking hastily up and down , " 14 WHITEFRIARS .
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... master - not to quarrel with your opinions on the matter - he is as like you as ever son to father : -but for all that , I say not that he is your son . " " Duval , " said the earl , with much apparent agi- tation , " in truth , mine ...
... master - not to quarrel with your opinions on the matter - he is as like you as ever son to father : -but for all that , I say not that he is your son . " " Duval , " said the earl , with much apparent agi- tation , " in truth , mine ...
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77 ÆäÀÌÁö - The sea, the sea, is England's, And England's shall remain, Tho' the might of France, and the world advance, To contest our ocean reign ! Quoth gallant Blake, as he spread his sails, And his cannon shook the waves; Fire away, boys! for the day is ours, Or here, lads, foam our graves. Fire away, boys! quoth he again, For the sea, the sea, is England's, And England's shall remain! The fresh winds blowing loud and strong, The Spaniard fled — which rare is — And we chased them far, and we chased...
78 ÆäÀÌÁö - With guns like a stormy night, Do they think to frighten us? Fire away, boys, For old England's might and right ! Fire away, boys! quoth he again ; For the sea, the sea, is England's, And England's shall remain! We sunk and burned and we took them all, With gold and spices laden, And our sweethearts each had a jolly haul, For each loved his English maiden; But as home we came — quoth our admiral, I'm goiug, lads, aloft ! And he died with a smile, but his dying word Was, Fire away, boys!