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The Castles and Abbeys of England: From the National Records, Early ..., Volum 1
Visualització completa - 1851
Abbot afterwards Albans Albini altar ancient antiquity appears ARCHER arches arms army Arundel Castle barons battle battle of Hastings beauty bishop building buried Carisbrooke Carisbrooke Castle century chapel chivalry choir Chronicle cloisters command court crown daughter death Duke of Gloucester Earl Marshal Earl of Arundel Earl of Leicester Edward Elizabeth Eltham Eltham Palace enemy England entrance erected Evans favour feet Fitzalan fortress gate Gloucester Hall hand HERMAN honour hundred island John Kenilworth Kenilworth Castle King Henry king's knights lady land Lord manor monarch monastery monastic monks Netley Abbey noble Norman ornaments palace possessions present Prince PRIOR prisoner Queen quod reign remains Richard Robert Rochester Castle Roger Montgomery royal ruins SARGENT Saxon says scene side siege stone stood Surrey Tewkesbury tomb tower town transept walls Waltham Waltham Abbey William William de Albini
Pàgina 114 - Fill high the sparkling bowl, The rich repast prepare ; Reft of a crown, he yet may share the feast : Close by the regal chair Fell Thirst and Famine scowl A baleful smile upon their baffled guest. Heard ye the din of battle bray, Lance to lance, and horse to horse ? Long years of havoc urge their destined course, And thro' the kindred squadrons mow their way.
Pàgina 63 - Front, flank, and rear, the squadrons sweep To break the Scottish circle deep, That fought around their King. But yet, though thick the shafts as snow, Though charging knights like whirlwinds go. Though bill-men ply the ghastly blow, Unbroken was the ring; The stubborn spear-men still made good Their dark impenetrable wood, Each stepping where his comrade stood, The instant that he fell.
Pàgina 113 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Pàgina 244 - ... by your obedience to my general, by your concord in the camp, and your valour in the field, we shall shortly have a famous victory over those enemies of my God, of my kingdoms, and of my people.
Pàgina 2 - ... it bears a noble countenance. To the feudal law it is owing that the very names of right and privilege were not swept away, as in Asia, by the desolating hand of power. The tyranny which, on every favourable moment, was breaking through all barriers, would have rioted without control, if, when the people were poor and disunited, the nobility had not been brave and free. So far as the sphere of feudality extended, it diffused the spirit of liberty and the notions of private right.
Pàgina 73 - My lord, your father would have gone further :" to which the duke answered, " Your majesty's father was the better man, and he would not have gone so far.
Pàgina 62 - They close in clouds of smoke and dust, With sword-sway and with lance's thrust; And such a yell was there, Of sudden and portentous birth, As if men fought upon the earth, And fiends in upper air: Oh!
Pàgina 32 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men...
Pàgina 320 - Abbey ; there may be richer and greater houses of religion, but the Abbot is content with his situation. See there, at the top of that hanging meadow, under the shade of those old trees that bend into a half circle about it, he is walking slowly (good man !) and bidding his beads for the souls of his benefactors, interred in that venerable pile that lies beneath him.
Pàgina 320 - ... his benefactors interred in that venerable pile that lies beneath him. Beyond it (the meadow still descending) nods a thicket of oaks that mask the building, and have excluded a view too garish and luxuriant for a holy eye : only, on either hand, they leave an opening to the blue glittering sea. Did you not observe how, as that white sail shot by and was lost, he turned and crossed himself to drive the tempter from him that had thrown that distraction in his way.