Unknown to History: A Story of the Captivity of Mary of Scotland, Band 1Macmillan and Company, 1882 - 589 Seiten |
Inhalt
1 | |
17 | |
33 | |
46 | |
61 | |
81 | |
97 | |
105 | |
324 | |
336 | |
348 | |
358 | |
365 | |
376 | |
391 | |
405 | |
118 | |
126 | |
141 | |
153 | |
165 | |
178 | |
200 | |
222 | |
243 | |
256 | |
274 | |
290 | |
302 | |
313 | |
413 | |
422 | |
438 | |
452 | |
465 | |
474 | |
488 | |
498 | |
507 | |
523 | |
534 | |
548 | |
562 | |
583 | |
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Andrew Melville Antony Babington asked Bess of Hardwicke Bourgoin Bride Bridgefield brought Captain captive castle Cavendish chamber Chartley Châteauneuf child Cicely's cried Curll Dame daughter Diccon Earl exclaimed eyes faith father fear Fotheringhay French gentleman girl give Grace guard hand hath head hear heard heart honour hope Humfrey Humfrey's husband Jean Kennedy knew Lady Countess Lady Talbot lassie letter lodge looked Lord Shrewsbury madam maid maiden Majesty Mary's Master Heatherthwayte Master Richard Mastiff Mistress Cicely Mistress Susan mother never once poor princess prisoner Queen Mary Queen of Scots returned Richard Talbot royal Scottish secret seen Sheffield Sir Amias Paulett Sir Drew Sir Ralf smile Soissons speak stood tell thee thine thou art thought Tibbott Tixall told true trust Tutbury wench wife woman wonder word young lady
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 435 - My prime of youth is but a frost of cares; My feast of joy is but a dish of pain; My crop of corn is but a field of tares; And all my good is but vain hope of gain. The day is fled, and yet I saw no sun; And now I live, and now my life is done.
Seite 435 - ... and yet I was not seen; My thread is cut, and yet it is not spun; And now I live, and now my life is done! I sought my death, and found it in my womb; I looked for life, and saw it was a shade; I trod the earth, and knew it was my tomb; And now I die, and now I am but made; The glass is full, and now my glass is run; And now I live, and now my life is done!
Seite 573 - Go see now this accursed woman and bury her, for she is a king's daughter...
Seite 435 - I saw the world, and yet I was not seen; My thread is cut, and yet it is not spun; And now I live, and now my life is done! I sought my death, and found it in my womb; I looked for life, and saw it was a shade; I trod the earth, and knew it was my tomb; And now I die, and now I am but made; The glass is full, and now my glass is run; And now I live, and now my life is done!
Seite 435 - And all my goodes is but vain hope of gain. The day is fled, and yet I saw no sun, And now I live, and now my life is done! " My spring is past, and yet it hath not sprung, The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves are green, My youth is past, and yet I am but young, I saw the world, and yet I was not seen; My thread is cut, and yet it is not spun, And now I live, and now my life is done!
Seite 14 - Cecilia did not go to bed when she fled the company of the repulsed evangelists, she went straight up to Stephen's room at the top of the house. He was reading in the accepted school-boy attitude, with his elbows on the table and his hands over his ears ; and he looked up with an expression that boasted his diligence when his mother came in. " I say, mother, you don't want me to come down? " he said. Cecilia shook her head. "They haven't gone, have they?
Seite 420 - Said Babington again, he set them on, He first, and most of all him, who believed This priest had power to assoil his soul alive Of all else mortal treason : Ballard then, As in sad...
Seite 458 - that these are my very ciphers? A young man lately in France has been detected forging my characters. Think you, Mr. Secretary, that I am ignorant of your devices used so craftily against me? Your spies surrounded me on every side; but you know not, perhaps, that some of your spies on me proved false, and brought intelligence to me. And if such have been his doings, my lords...
Seite 415 - Ballard, under thine own hand are all things confessed, therefore now it is much vanity to stand vaingloriously in denying it.