Ivanhoe: A RomanceParker, 1836 - 302페이지 |
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... and the Black Knight fight hand to hand on the breach , amid the roar of their followers , who watch the progress of the strife - Heaven strike with the cause of the op- * Every Gothic castle and city had , beyond the outer - walls , a ...
... and the Black Knight fight hand to hand on the breach , amid the roar of their followers , who watch the progress of the strife - Heaven strike with the cause of the op- * Every Gothic castle and city had , beyond the outer - walls , a ...
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Abbot answered armour arms Athelstane attendants baldrick Beaumanoir beauty betwixt Black Knight blood Bracy Brian de Bois-Guilbert brother called canst castle Cedric champion Christian companion Coningsburgh Copmanhurst daughter Disinherited Knight England exclaimed eyes fair fate father favour fear Fitzurse forest Friar Friar Tuck Front-de-Bœuf Grand Master Gurth hand hath head heart Heaven hermit holy holy Order honour horse Isaac Ivanhoe Jester Jewess King knave Knight Templar knowest Lady Rowena lance lists Locksley look maiden Malvoisin noble Norman numbers outlaws Preceptor priest Prince John Prior Aymer prisoner ransom Rebecca replied reverend Richard Richard Plantagenet Saint Saint Dunstan Saracens Saxon seemed Sir Knight squire steed sword tell Templar Templestowe thee thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thyself tion tournament trust valour voice Waldemar Wamba Wilfred wine wounded yeoman yonder zecchins
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91 페이지 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness, and humility : But when the blast of war...
197 페이지 - ... when stoops on Judah's path In shade and storm the frequent night, Be THOU, long-suffering, slow to wrath, A burning, and a shining light ! Our harps we left by Babel's streams, The tyrant's jest, the Gentile's scorn ; No censer round our altar beams, And mute our timbrel, trump, and horn.
91 페이지 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture ; let us swear That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
75 페이지 - They pull down the piles and palisades; they hew down the barriers with axes. His high black plume floats abroad over the throng, like a raven over the field of the slain. They have made a breach in the barriers — they rush in — they are thrust back!
77 페이지 - The Templar has destroyed the plank on which they crossed - few of the defenders escaped with him into the castle the shrieks and cries which you hear tell the fate of the others - Alas! I see it is still more difficult to look upon victory than upon battle/
22 페이지 - One part of his dress only remains, but it is too remarkable to be suppressed; it was a brass ring, resembling a dog's collar, but without any opening, and soldered fast round his neck, so loose as to form no impediment to his breathing, yet so tight as to be incapable of being removed, excepting by the use of the file. On this singular gorget was engraved in Saxon characters, an inscription of the following purport:—" Gurth, the son of Beowulph, is the born thrall of Cedric of Rotherwood.
25 페이지 - And swine is good Saxon," said the jester; "but how call you the sow when she is flayed, and drawn, and quartered, and hung up by the heels like a traitor?" "Pork," answered the swineherd. "I am very glad every fool knows that...
196 페이지 - But, present still, though now unseen, When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of Thee a cloudy screen, To temper the deceitful ray. And...
76 페이지 - for our dear Lady's sake, tell me which has fallen?" "The Black Knight," answered Rebecca, faintly; then instantly again shouted with joyful eagerness — "But no — but no! the name of the Lord of Hosts be blessed! he is on foot again, and fights as if there were twenty men's strength in his single arm. His sword is broken — he snatches an axe from a yeoman — he presses Front-de-Boeuf with blow on blow. The giant stoops and totters like an oak under the steel of the woodman — he falls —...
17 페이지 - IN that pleasant district of merry England which is watered by the river Don, there extended in ancient times a large forest, covering the greater part of the beautiful hills and valleys which lie between Sheffield and the pleasant town of Doncaster.