The Seymour FamilyHoughton Mifflin, 1914 - 386 pàgines |
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... sent from Nursie to France at the request of the Bishop of Mans ) , who founded a monastery , the oratory of which still exists , in the little village then called Glenfeuil and later St. Maur - sur - Loire . See Vita S. Mauri , p . 274 ...
... sent from Nursie to France at the request of the Bishop of Mans ) , who founded a monastery , the oratory of which still exists , in the little village then called Glenfeuil and later St. Maur - sur - Loire . See Vita S. Mauri , p . 274 ...
Pàgina 11
... sent her a purse of sovereigns and a letter . The young lady , well versed in her lines , after kissing the letter returned it unopened to the messenger , and throwing herself on her knees , begged him to pray the king on her part to ...
... sent her a purse of sovereigns and a letter . The young lady , well versed in her lines , after kissing the letter returned it unopened to the messenger , and throwing herself on her knees , begged him to pray the king on her part to ...
Pàgina 14
... sent to tell her that he would send her news of the condemnation by three o'clock , and did so by M. Briant ( possibly Sir Francis Brian ) , ' whom he sent in all haste . ' To judge by appearances , ' wrote Chapuys , there is no doubt ...
... sent to tell her that he would send her news of the condemnation by three o'clock , and did so by M. Briant ( possibly Sir Francis Brian ) , ' whom he sent in all haste . ' To judge by appearances , ' wrote Chapuys , there is no doubt ...
Pàgina 18
... sent me . No greater comfort ever came to my knowledge next to the prosperous estate of our sovereign lord . You inform me that fires are to be made , and the Te Deum sung and guns shot off at Calais at four o'clock . Too much honour ...
... sent me . No greater comfort ever came to my knowledge next to the prosperous estate of our sovereign lord . You inform me that fires are to be made , and the Te Deum sung and guns shot off at Calais at four o'clock . Too much honour ...
Pàgina 20
... sent to all the estates and cities of the realm to whom were given great gifts . ' As Latimer wrote to Cromwell , there was no less rejoicing at the birth of our prince whom we hungered for so long , than there was at the birth of John ...
... sent to all the estates and cities of the realm to whom were given great gifts . ' As Latimer wrote to Cromwell , there was no less rejoicing at the birth of our prince whom we hungered for so long , than there was at the birth of John ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 171 - I called at noon at Mrs. Masham's, who desired me not to let the Prophecy be published, for fear of angering the queen about the duchess of Somerset ; so I writ to the printer to stop them. They have been printed and given about, but not sold.
Pàgina 92 - Is on all sides o'ershadow'd by the high Uno'erleap'd Mountains of Necessity, Sparing us narrower margin than we deem. Nor will that day dawn at a human nod, When, bursting through the network superposed By selfish occupation — plot and plan, Lust, avarice, envy — liberated man, All difference with his fellow-mortal closed, Shall be left standing face to face with God.
Pàgina 225 - Tis easy conduct when exchequers flow; But hard the task to manage well the low: For sovereign power is too depress'd or high, When kings are forc'd to sell, or crowds to buy. Indulge one labour more, my weary Muse, For Amiel, who can Amiel's praise refuse? Of ancient race by birth, but nobler yet In his own worth...
Pàgina 147 - My first duchess was a Percy, and she never took such a liberty.
Pàgina 250 - I remember, sir, with a melancholy pleasure, the situation of the honourable gentleman ' who made the motion for the repeal ; in that crisis, when the whole trading interest of this empire, crammed into your lobbies, with a trembling and anxious expectation, waited, almost to a winter's return of light, their fate from your resolutions.
Pàgina 235 - Dodd; who contributed to the Popish idea one had imbibed, by haranguing entirely in the French style, and very eloquently and touchingly. He apostrophised the lost sheep, who sobbed and cried from their souls — so did my Lady Hertford and Fanny Pelham, till I believe the City dames took them both for Jane Shores.
Pàgina 150 - Cousin Seymour, your health." The painter replied, " My lord, I really do believe that I have the honour of being of your grace's family.
Pàgina 23 - She lay cold in the dust. So black was the mourning, And white were the wands, Yellow, yellow the torches, They bore in their hands. The bells they were muffled, And mournful did play, While the royal Queen Jane She lay cold in the clay. Six knights and six lords Bore her corpse through the grounds; Six dukes followed after, In black mourning gownds. The flower of Old England Was laid in cold clay, Whilst the royal King Henrie Came weeping away.
Pàgina 186 - Hertford, fitted or to shine in courts With unaffected grace, or walk the plain With innocence and meditation join'd In soft assemblage, listen to my song, Which thy own Season paints ; when Nature all Is blooming and benevolent, like thee.
Pàgina 22 - He gave her rich caudle, but the death-sleep slept she, Then her right side was opened, and the babe was set free. The babe it was christened, and put out and nursed, While the royal Queen Jane she lay cold in the...