Whitefriars: Or, The Days of Charles the Second: An Historical Romance, 1권H. Colburn, 1844 |
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... down , And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade . " " I would your grace had a better voice — you have a good will , " said Wilmot , whose eyes were full of tears and wine . " Well , well , I shall not live ...
... down , And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade . " " I would your grace had a better voice — you have a good will , " said Wilmot , whose eyes were full of tears and wine . " Well , well , I shall not live ...
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arms Au voleur brother Titus Calais called captain Captain Oates cavalier child church Claude Duval Claude's cloak Colonel Blood colours countenance countess dare dark deep door doubt dress Duke of York earl earl's Edwards England exclaimed Claude exclaimed Mervyn eyes faith father fear fire flames gazing gentleman glance hand hath heard heart Heaven honour Huysman instantly Jesuits jewels king laugh little Mervyn London London Bridge look Lord Aumerle lordship madness master Master Oates methinks moidores murder Nell Gwyn never noble Oates's Oliva padre passions pause Pepys pistols poor popish Prance prithee rector replied Claude replied Oates replied the colonel robber rogue Saint Omer seemed seized Shaftesbury shouted Sir John smile soon stoicism stranger sweet sword tell thee thou art thought threw Titus Oates tone took Tower turned Van Huysman villain voice Wilmot young youth
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77 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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!