The Albigenses, by the author of 'Bertram'. |
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... female form appears on the lake , and beckons belated tra- vellers to her bark , promising to waft them over with all swiftness and security ; but of those who embarked , none within mortal memory ever reached the other side . " " Of ...
... female form appears on the lake , and beckons belated tra- vellers to her bark , promising to waft them over with all swiftness and security ; but of those who embarked , none within mortal memory ever reached the other side . " " Of ...
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... female form had appeared , rowing a bark along the shores of the lake , the terror of whose presence had prevented the boldest fishermen from venturing out , and the little community was thus reduced to poverty . She never spoke to any ...
... female form had appeared , rowing a bark along the shores of the lake , the terror of whose presence had prevented the boldest fishermen from venturing out , and the little community was thus reduced to poverty . She never spoke to any ...
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... female form . " Sir Paladour watched its approach in si- lence ; he counted every stroke of the oar , of which the sound seemed to smite on his heart .. The female pursued her task silently , but with increasing force , and in a few ...
... female form . " Sir Paladour watched its approach in si- lence ; he counted every stroke of the oar , of which the sound seemed to smite on his heart .. The female pursued her task silently , but with increasing force , and in a few ...
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... female , the awful and ruined majesty of whose figure seemed to dilate in the moonlight- " ill - fared ! -was it so once ? —or was the past a dream , and is the present a lie ? —Yet , well it may be - evil passions do upon our frame ...
... female , the awful and ruined majesty of whose figure seemed to dilate in the moonlight- " ill - fared ! -was it so once ? —or was the past a dream , and is the present a lie ? —Yet , well it may be - evil passions do upon our frame ...
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... female , and within cloistered walls ! —a female ! shame for thy sex ! and insult to these walls ! " cried the ecclesiastics , " What makest thou here ? " The military followers soon caught the example of indignity and outrage , and the ...
... female , and within cloistered walls ! —a female ! shame for thy sex ! and insult to these walls ! " cried the ecclesiastics , " What makest thou here ? " The military followers soon caught the example of indignity and outrage , and the ...
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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.