Vonved the Dane: count of Elsinore [by W. Hurton].R. Bentley, 1861 |
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Amalia Aravang arms Baron Leutenberg Baroness Belöe Bertel Bishop of Zealand blade bosom Captain Vonved child Citadellet Citadellet Frederikshavn Commandant Copenhagen Count of Elsinore Count Vonved countenance cried Danish death Denmark doom door drew dungeon Dunraven ejaculated Erik exclaimed Vonved eyes face father fear feet fettered forgive Frederikshavn Funen gazed glance Gunhild Hallig hand head Headsman heart Herr Nealen hilt Holstein honour husband Hustru inches instantly iron Jetsmark Jutland King Frederick King of Denmark kneel knew Knut Vonved Komperhimmel Kongens Nytorv lady Lars Vonved length limbs lips Little Amalia live Lods Stav looked Lundt Mads Neilsen mercy minutes murmured never night Nyborg Olüfina Otto Gam outlaw pardon Poulsen prayer Prince replied riveted Rover Rovsing scaffold sire Slesvig smile soldier sovereign spake Svendborg sword terrible thee thou art thou wilt tone unto uttered Valdemar vessel voice Vonved's whispered wife Wilhelm words
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Pàgina 60 - Again! again! again! And the havoc did not slack, Till a feeble cheer the Dane To our cheering sent us back; Their shots along the deep slowly boom: Then ceased — and all is wail, As they strike the shattered sail; Or in conflagration pale Light the gloom.
Pàgina 61 - He requested that Villemoes might be introduced to him ; and, shaking hands with the youth, told the prince that he ought to be made an admiral. The prince replied : " If, my lord, I am to make 10 all my brave officers admirals, I should have no captains or lieutenants in my service." The sympathy of the Danes for their countrymen, who had bled in their defence, was not weakened by distance of time or place in this instance. Things needful for the service, or the comfort of the wounded, were sent...
Pàgina 59 - Baltic," as it was called, are familiar alike to Briton and to Dane. Campbell's deathless ode sublimely immortalizes the day when — "To battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone. By each gun a lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
Pàgina 91 - Tis a Christian prayer; but what a death have they doomed him to suffer on the morrow ! Despair not yet my heart ! for He who died a yet more cruel death on the accursed tree, hath said ' Come unto me all ye who are weary and heavy laden...
Pàgina 96 - Yes, yes, Carl, it is, as you truly say, a bitter cold achebone night. We shall hear of wrecks on the east coast by morning, for a gale like this never blows its fill without " Here her husband, with a muttered malediction on her hypocritical stupidity, interrupted her by taking her by the arm and leading her out of the room into an inner chamber or closet. He said something impressive which quieted her angry remonstrances, and then bolted her in — a summary and soldier-like way of settling the...
Pàgina 91 - Song. Eight o'clock, When darkness blinds the earth And the day declines, That time then us reminds Of death's dark grave ; Shine on us, Jesus sweet, At every step To the grave-place, And grant a blissful death.
Pàgina 45 - IT was wisely said of old, that " a friend cannot be known in prosperity, nor an enemy hidden in adversity." This truth was experienced by the wife of Lars Vonved. Her summer friends now professed to know her not ; and her secret enemies — for even she had some, as who has not? — openly exulted, and avowed that-they had long foreseen that the recluse dwellers at King's Cairn were unrighteous.