Stories of the Wars, 1574-1658: From the Rise of the Dutch Republic to the Death of Oliver CromwellWard, Lock, 1865 - Всего страниц: 432 |
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... give nor to take quarter , for they went to mortal combat only , and had sworn to spare neither noble nor simple , neither king , kaiser , nor pope , should either fall into their power . More than two hundred vessels had now been ...
... give nor to take quarter , for they went to mortal combat only , and had sworn to spare neither noble nor simple , neither king , kaiser , nor pope , should either fall into their power . More than two hundred vessels had now been ...
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... give me the strength to keep my oath ! I can die but once ; whether by your hands , the enemy's , or by the hand of God . My own fate is indifferent to me , not so that of the city intrusted to my care . I know that we shall starve if ...
... give me the strength to keep my oath ! I can die but once ; whether by your hands , the enemy's , or by the hand of God . My own fate is indifferent to me , not so that of the city intrusted to my care . I know that we shall starve if ...
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... give a rough reception to the light flotilla , but the panic which had hitherto driven their foes before the advancing patriots had reached Zoeterwoude . Hardly was the fleet in sight when the Spaniards , in the early morning , poured ...
... give a rough reception to the light flotilla , but the panic which had hitherto driven their foes before the advancing patriots had reached Zoeterwoude . Hardly was the fleet in sight when the Spaniards , in the early morning , poured ...
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... The Walloons watch its coming with straining eyes - they give no heed to the last words of their officers - all attention is absorbed on that close mass of iron . A brief space of time , and then - then 36 THE SPANISH FURY .
... The Walloons watch its coming with straining eyes - they give no heed to the last words of their officers - all attention is absorbed on that close mass of iron . A brief space of time , and then - then 36 THE SPANISH FURY .
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... gives the number of slain at eight thousand with one thousand horses ! On the morning of the 5th of November , Antwerp presented a ghastly sight . The magnificent marble Town - house , celebrated as a " world's wonder , " even in that ...
... gives the number of slain at eight thousand with one thousand horses ! On the morning of the 5th of November , Antwerp presented a ghastly sight . The magnificent marble Town - house , celebrated as a " world's wonder , " even in that ...
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Admiral Alexander Alexander Farnese Anjou Antwerp Armada arms army arrived attack battle besieged Blake Bois-le-Duc brave bridge Buckingham burghers carried castle Catholic cause cavalry Charles church citizens command Commons court Covenanters Cromwell crown death defend Duke Duke of Parma Dutch dyke Earl Elizabeth endeavoured enemy England English escape Essex fell fight fire fire ships fleet foes force fought France French garrison gate Genovino guard hand Henry Henry of Navarre honour horse Huguenots hundred Kalloo king king's land Leicester London Lord Maestricht majesty Marquis Masaniello massacre Naples Navarre Netherlands never night officers Parliament Parma Philip Prince Prince of Orange Protestants provinces queen received river Rochelle Roundheads royal royalists Rupert sail Sainte Aldegonde Scheldt Scots seized sent ships side siege Sir John soldiers soon Spain Spaniards Spanish streets sword thousand took Tower town triumph troopers troops vessels victory whole William the Silent
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Стр. 137 - For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly warflame spread, High on St. Michael's Mount it shone: it shone on Beachy Head. Far on the deep the Spaniard saw, along each southern shire, % Cape beyond cape, in endless range, those twinkling points of fire.
Стр. 179 - Hurrah ! the foes are moving. Hark to the mingled din, Of fife, and steed, and trump, and drum, and roaring culverin.
Стр. 138 - 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: And eastward straight from wild Blackheath the warlike errand went, And roused in many an ancient hall the gallant squires of Kent.
Стр. xx - While the pent ocean rising o'er the pile, Sees an amphibious world beneath him smile ; The slow canal, the yellow-blossom'd vale, The willow-tufted bank, the gliding sail, The crowded mart, the cultivated plain, A new creation rescued from his reign.
Стр. 138 - 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. 179 - And if my standard-bearer fall, as fall full well he may, For never saw I promise yet of such a bloody fray, Press where ye see my white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, And be your oriflamme to-day the helmet of Navarre.
Стр. 162 - ... grow by me, I myself will take up arms; I myself will be your general, judge, and rewarder of every one of your virtues in the field. I know already for your forwardness you have deserved rewards and crowns, and we do assure you, on the word of a prince, they shall be duly paid you.
Стр. 162 - I know I have the body but of a weak and feeble woman; but I have the heart and stomach of a king, and of a king of England too, and think foul scorn that Parma or Spain, or any prince of Europe, should dare to invade the borders of my realm; to which rather than any dishonour shall grow by me, I myself will take up arms, I myself will be your general, judge, and rewarder of every one of your virtues in the field.
Стр. 139 - 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 town and hamlet rose in arms, o'er all the boundless plain...
Стр. 313 - ... your subjects have inherited this freedom, that they should not be compelled to contribute to any tax, tallage, aid or other like charge not set by common consent in parliament.