Lives of the queens of England, from the Norman conquest. By A. [and E.] Strickland, Том 71840 |
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... answer it , before the privy council , and retorted upon Burleigh the injury that had been done to his sovereign , by the detention of the treasure in the Genoese vessels . ' He was , however , ordered to quit England without delay ...
... answer it , before the privy council , and retorted upon Burleigh the injury that had been done to his sovereign , by the detention of the treasure in the Genoese vessels . ' He was , however , ordered to quit England without delay ...
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... answered it , by inscribing under it another sentence , indicative of anger and disdain . " Arundel remained unnoticed in prison for upwards of a twelvemonth , and was then fined ten thousand pounds by a star - chamber sentence , for ...
... answered it , by inscribing under it another sentence , indicative of anger and disdain . " Arundel remained unnoticed in prison for upwards of a twelvemonth , and was then fined ten thousand pounds by a star - chamber sentence , for ...
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... answer , and Leicester expressed the deepest contrition for having been so unfortunate as to incur her displeasure . At first , she preserved great show of resentment , threat- ened to recal and punish him , and rated Burleigh for ...
... answer , and Leicester expressed the deepest contrition for having been so unfortunate as to incur her displeasure . At first , she preserved great show of resentment , threat- ened to recal and punish him , and rated Burleigh for ...
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... answered the pathetic aspiration , inscribed by the sorrowful countess of Arundel , in the window of her desolated house , did Elizabeth condescend to encourage her handsome poet- courtier , by writing , with her own hand , an oracular ...
... answered the pathetic aspiration , inscribed by the sorrowful countess of Arundel , in the window of her desolated house , did Elizabeth condescend to encourage her handsome poet- courtier , by writing , with her own hand , an oracular ...
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... answered , without abating a particle of her dignity , " You know best whether you have had your breakfast . " - Bacon's Apophthegms . The anonymous author of the life of sir Walter Raleigh , printed in London 1740 , affirms that he saw ...
... answered , without abating a particle of her dignity , " You know best whether you have had your breakfast . " - Bacon's Apophthegms . The anonymous author of the life of sir Walter Raleigh , printed in London 1740 , affirms that he saw ...
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ambassador Anna Anne of Denmark appears Arundel Bellievre bishop brother Burleigh Camden castle cause chamber command council countess court courtiers crown Danish daughter Davison death despatched displeasure doth duke earl of Essex earl of Marr England English favour favourite France French gave gold Gowry grace hand Harrington hath Hatton heart Henry honour Hunsdon James VI jewels king James king of Denmark king's kinsman L'Aubespine lady Leicester letter Lingard lord lord-admiral majesty majesty's marriage Mary queen masque mind ministers never night noble occasion palace person plot present prince princess queen Anne queen Elizabeth queen of Scotland queen of Scots Raleigh received reign replied Rowland Whyte royal mistress Ruthven says Scotland Scottish secretary sent shew Sidney Papers sir Francis sir Robert Carey sister Somerset sovereign Spain Spanish Steven Beale Stuart subjects tion told took Walsingham wife William Davison wrote young
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Стр. 195 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Стр. 195 - And crushed and torn beneath his claws the princely hunters lay. Ho! strike the flagstaff deep, Sir Knight: ho! scatter flowers, fair maids: Ho! gunners, fire a loud salute: ho! gallants, draw your blades: Thou sun, shine on her joyously; ye breezes, waft her wide; Our glorious SEMPER EADEM, the banner of our pride.
Стр. 195 - And the broad streams of pikes and flags rushed down each roaring street; And broader still became the blaze, and louder still the din, As fast from every village round the horse came spurring in...
Стр. 195 - Then bugle's note and cannon's roar the deathlike silence broke, And with one start, and with one cry, the royal city woke. At once on all her stately gates arose the answering fires; At once the wild alarum clashed from all her reeling spires; From all the batteries of the Tower pealed loud the voice of fear; And all the thousand masts of Thames sent back a louder cheer...
Стр. 158 - Life flutters convulsed in his quivering limbs, And his blood-streaming nostril in agony swims. Accursed be the fagots that blaze at his feet, Where his heart shall be thrown, ere it ceases to beat, With the smoke of its ashes to poison the gale LOCHIEL.
Стр. 195 - For there behoves him to set up the standard of Her Grace. And haughtily the trumpets peal, and gaily dance the bells, As slow upon the labouring wind the royal blazon swells. Look how the Lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown, And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies down.
Стр. 195 - Hampstead's swarthy moor they started for the north ; And on, and on, without a pause, untired they bounded still; All night from tower to tower they sprang; they sprang from hill to hill...
Стр. 195 - Till the proud peak unfurled the flag o'er Darwin's rocky dales ; Till like volcanoes flared to heaven the stormy hills of Wales; Till twelve fair counties saw the blaze on Malvern's lonely height ; Till streamed in crimson on the wind the Wrekin's crest of light ; Till broad and fierce the star came forth on Ely's stately fane, And tower and hamlet rose in arms o'er all the boundless plain ; Till Belvoir's lordly terraces the sign to Lincoln sent, And Lincoln sped the message on o'er the wide vale...
Стр. 221 - Full oft within the spacious walls, When he had fifty winters o'er him, My grave lord-keeper led the brawls ; The seal and maces danced before him. His bushy beard, and shoe-strings green, His high-crown'd hat, and satin doublet, Moved the stout heart of England's queen, Though Pope and Spaniard could not trouble it.
Стр. 195 - Right sharp and quick the bells all night rang out from Bristol town, And ere the day three hundred horse had met on Clifton down...