The Household of Sir Thomas More

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C. Scribner, 1852 - 174 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 95 - I thank our Lord, son," quoth he, " I find his grace my very good lord indeed, and I believe he doth as singularly favour me, as any subject within this realm : howbeit, son Roper, I may tell thee, I have no cause to be proud thereof, for if my head would win him a castle in France (for then there was war between us), it should not fail to go.
Pàgina 117 - I have been brought up," quoth he, "at Oxford, at an Inn of Chancery, at Lincoln's Inn, and also in the King's Court, — and so forth from the lowest degree to the highest; and yet have I in yearly revenues at this present left me little above an hundred pounds by the year.
Pàgina x - Masters," quoth Sir Thomas More, " forasmuch as my Lord Cardinal lately, ye wot well, laid to our charge the lightness of our tongues for things uttered out of this house, it shall not in my mind be amiss to receive him with all his pomp, with his maces, his pillars, his pollaxes, his crosses, his hat and the great seal too...
Pàgina xv - There is not any man living so loving to his children as he ; and he loveth his old wife as well as if she were a young maid...
Pàgina 112 - Thames' side at Chelsea, he said unto me, ' Now would to our Lord, son Roper, upon condition that three things were well established in Christendom, I were put into a sack, and were presently cast into the Thames.' — ' What great things be those, sir? ' quoth I, ' that should move you so to wish.' — ' In faith, son, they be these,
Pàgina 95 - Twas touching the draught of some foraya treaty which ye Cardinall offered for his criticism, or rather, for his commendation, which father cd not give. This nettled his Grace, who exclaimed — " By the mass, thou art the veriest fool of all the council.
Pàgina 163 - Rich, have just taken, be true, then I pray I may never see GOD in the face. In good truth, Mr. Rich, I am more sorry for your perjurie than my perill. You and I once dwelt long together in one parish ; your manner of life and conversation...
Pàgina 168 - Signall, rose, dressed, stole softlie down, and let myself out. I knew the Touch of the poor Fool's Fingers ; his Teeth were chattering 'twixt Cold and Fear, yet he laught aneath his Breath as he caught my Arm and dragged me after him, whispering, •' Fool and fayr Lady will cheat 'em yet.
Pàgina 89 - Sun, the Scintillations have escaped me, though I've known their Rays must have been emitted in some Quarter alle the same. Patteson, with one of Argus's cast Feathers in his Hand, is at this Moment beneath my Lattice, astride on a Stone Balustrade ; while Bessy, whom he much affects, is sitting on the Steps, feeding her Peacocks. Sayth Patteson, " Canst tell " me, Mistress, why Peacocks have soe " manie Eyes in theire Tails, and yet can " onlie see with two in theire Heads ? " " Because those two...
Pàgina 147 - Daughter, if it had not been for my wife and you that be my children, whom I account the chief part of my charge, I would not have failed long ere this to have closed myself in as strait a room — and straiter, too.

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