The Albigenses, by the author of 'Bertram'. |
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... round the western heaven that powerfully contrasted the darkness of the upper sky , and the deep shade that had fallen upon the face of the earth ; -the heath lay wide , brown , and unbroken around and before the travellers to the ...
... round the western heaven that powerfully contrasted the darkness of the upper sky , and the deep shade that had fallen upon the face of the earth ; -the heath lay wide , brown , and unbroken around and before the travellers to the ...
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... round us - and I am all uncertain of the track we are pursuing . " Before the knight had ceased to speak , the squire disappeared ; and the former , striking his lance in the earth , rested on it for a few moments , like one who sought ...
... round us - and I am all uncertain of the track we are pursuing . " Before the knight had ceased to speak , the squire disappeared ; and the former , striking his lance in the earth , rested on it for a few moments , like one who sought ...
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... round the castle of Courte- naye , was all alive with military preparations ; and though reports hourly arrived that not an heretic had yet appeared beneath its walls , the crusaders continued to press forward with un- abated speed ...
... round the castle of Courte- naye , was all alive with military preparations ; and though reports hourly arrived that not an heretic had yet appeared beneath its walls , the crusaders continued to press forward with un- abated speed ...
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... round their leaders " where , in the name of Lot and his guests , are all these to be housed and fed to - night ? " " My holy lord , " said Sir Aymer , " you are not to learn that the abbot of Clugny hath re- ceived into his ...
... round their leaders " where , in the name of Lot and his guests , are all these to be housed and fed to - night ? " " My holy lord , " said Sir Aymer , " you are not to learn that the abbot of Clugny hath re- ceived into his ...
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... round the cloistered stories , narrow windows , and tapering carved spires of the interior buildings , and then descending , settled in a dark but richly tinted mass ( purple streaked , like that which precedes the thunder storm ...
... round the cloistered stories , narrow windows , and tapering carved spires of the interior buildings , and then descending , settled in a dark but richly tinted mass ( purple streaked , like that which precedes the thunder storm ...
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abbot of Normoutier Albigenses Albigeois Amand amid Amirald answered armour attendants band bear beauty behold Bishop of Toulouse blood Boanerges castle of Courtenaye champion church Count of Toulouse Count Raymond cried Crusaders cursed damsels dark deacon deemed ears exclaimed eyes fear feeling female fierce flung gazed Genevieve gleam guerite guests hall hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven heretics hills holy knave lady Isabelle lady's lance Languedoc light look lord abbot Lord of Courtenaye maiden Mattathias men-at-arms Mephibosheth minstrel Monfort Monk of Montcalm mountains murmured never noble pale pastor pause perchance peril Pierre pray quoth Raymond of Toulouse rock rode round saints seemed Semonville shout Simon de Monfort Sir Aymer Sir Paladour smile sound spirit spoke squire steed stood tell terror thee thine thou art thou hast thou wilt towers trembling utter valour Verac voice wearied whispered wild words wound youth
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Стр. 247 - Claudine prepared to obey as the lady sunk to rest amid softened lights, subdued odours, and dying melodies. A silver lamp, richly fretted, suspended from the raftered roof, gleamed faintly on the splendid bed. The curtains were of silk, and the coverlet of velvet, faced with miniver ; gilded coronals and tufts of plumage shed alternate gleam and shadow over every angle of the canopy; and tapestry of silk and silver covered every compartment of the walls, save where the uncouthly constructed doors...
Стр. 245 - Slay me, and thou wilt be satisfied of the truth. The hairs grow inward— the wolfish coat is within — the wolfish heart is within — the wolfish fangs are within ; — yet, still, here is the food, and I cannot gnaw it as a wolf should :" — and he made the execrable morsel again visible. " Sir wolf," said Paladour, gathering strength and courage for this fearfV!
Стр. 70 - I Glenallan's Earl this tide, And ye were Roland Cheyne, The spur should be in my horse's side, And the bridle upon his mane. "If they hae twenty thousand blades, And we twice ten times ten, Yet they hae but their tartan plaids, And we are mail-clad men. "My horse shall ride through ranks sae rude, As through the moorland fern, Then neer let the gentle Norman blude Grow cauld for Highland kerne.
Стр. 186 - Victim to filial love. ARVIRAGUS ! Thou hadst no sister near the bloody field, Whose sorrowing search, led by yon orb of night, Might find thy body; wash with tears thy wounds ; And wipe them with her hair.