Blighted Ambition, Or, The Rise and Fall of the Earl of Somerset: A Romance in Three Volumes ...

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G. and W.B. Whittaker, 1822 - 407 pages
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Page 369 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Page 237 - Fear not, Macbeth; no man that's born of woman Shall e'er have power upon thee." Then fly, false thanes, And mingle with the English epicures: The mind I sway by and the heart I bear Shall never sag with doubt nor shake with fear.
Page 92 - Scot's cow ; But now they are turned to a rare Spanish leather, And decked with roses altogether. Thy...
Page 332 - Ah, Richard! with the eyes of heavy mind, I see thy glory, like a shooting star, Fall to the base earth from the firmament ! Thy sun sets weeping in the lowly west, Witnessing storms to come...
Page 392 - shall I? Shall I?" then lolled about his neck, then "For God's sake give thy Lady this kiss for me" in the same manner at the stair's head, at the middle of the stairs, and at the stair's foot.
Page 333 - To the next letter the earl, for obvious reasons, omitted to sign his name. "WORTHY MR. LIEUTENANT: Let me entreat you to call Sidcote, and three or four of his friends, if so many come, to view the body, if they have not already done it, and so soon as it is viewed, without staying the coming of a messenger from the court, in any case see it interred in the body of the chapel within the Tower, instantly.
Page 60 - There was a fair bride-cup of silver gilt carried before her, wherein was a goodly branch of rosemary, gilded very fair, hung about with silken ribands of all colours.
Page 68 - They were quite mistaken in his temper," observes Pope, " who thought to get rid of him by advising him to make his escape from the Tower. He would have sat out the storm let the danger be what it would. He was a steady man, and had a great firmness of soul ; and would have died unconcernedly, or perhaps, like Sir Thomas More, with a jest in his mouth...
Page 32 - Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key...

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