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... Richard Penderell , whom Mr. Giffard had undertaken to answer for to be an honest man . He was a Roman Catholic , and I chose to trust them , because I knew they had hiding - holes for priests that I thought I might make use of in case ...
... Richard Penderell , whom Mr. Giffard had undertaken to answer for to be an honest man . He was a Roman Catholic , and I chose to trust them , because I knew they had hiding - holes for priests that I thought I might make use of in case ...
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... Richard Penderell and I took our journey on foot towards the Severn , intending to pass over a ferry , halfway between Bridgenorth and Shrewsbury . But as we were going in the night we came by a mill , where I heard some people talking ...
... Richard Penderell and I took our journey on foot towards the Severn , intending to pass over a ferry , halfway between Bridgenorth and Shrewsbury . But as we were going in the night we came by a mill , where I heard some people talking ...
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... Richard Penderell very indiscreetly , and without my leave , told him that it was I. Upon which Mr. Woolfe replied , that he should be very ready to venture all he had in the world to secure me . Upon which Richard Penderell came and ...
... Richard Penderell very indiscreetly , and without my leave , told him that it was I. Upon which Mr. Woolfe replied , that he should be very ready to venture all he had in the world to secure me . Upon which Richard Penderell came and ...
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... Richard Penderell whether he could swim or no , and how deep the river was , he told me it was a scurvy river , not easy to be passed in all places , and that he could not swim . So I told him that the river being but a little one , I ...
... Richard Penderell whether he could swim or no , and how deep the river was , he told me it was a scurvy river , not easy to be passed in all places , and that he could not swim . So I told him that the river being but a little one , I ...
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... Richard Penderell and I went to Mr. Pitchcroft's , about six or seven miles off , when I found the gentleman of the house , and an old grandmother of his , and Father Hurlston , who had then the care , as governor , of bringing up two ...
... Richard Penderell and I went to Mr. Pitchcroft's , about six or seven miles off , when I found the gentleman of the house , and an old grandmother of his , and Father Hurlston , who had then the care , as governor , of bringing up two ...
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Стр. 100 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Стр. 191 - Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year...
Стр. 401 - This wisdom descendeth not from above, but is earthly, sensual, devilish. For where envying and strife is, there is confusion and every evil work. But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, and easy to be intreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy.
Стр. 90 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Стр. 192 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Стр. 90 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. About, about, in reel and rout The death-fires danced at night; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
Стр. 96 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream,! To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Стр. 18 - Lords and Commons of England, consider what nation it is whereof ye are and whereof ye are the governors : a nation not slow and dull, but of a quick, ingenious, and piercing spirit, acute to invent, subtle and sinewy to discourse, not beneath the reach of any point the highest that human capacity can soar to.
Стр. 100 - Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway.
Стр. 91 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! I bit my arm, I sucked .the blood, And cried, A sail! a sail! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramercy! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!