The nocturnal minstrel; or, The spirit of the wood, Band 21810 |
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... Peter , " cried the Earl , who had now unbolted the door , " and let me see what thou hast brought . " " Yes , yes , you shall see , " cried Peter , setting setting down his basket , " your honour Oh Lord 8 THE NOCTURNAL MINSTREL .
... Peter , " cried the Earl , who had now unbolted the door , " and let me see what thou hast brought . " " Yes , yes , you shall see , " cried Peter , setting setting down his basket , " your honour Oh Lord 8 THE NOCTURNAL MINSTREL .
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... Peter , " replied the Earl , " I am so much pleased with my accommo- dations , that I think it will not be the last night I shall spend in this apartment . " Gramercy , " quoth Peter , " not the last ! why surely your honour does not ...
... Peter , " replied the Earl , " I am so much pleased with my accommo- dations , that I think it will not be the last night I shall spend in this apartment . " Gramercy , " quoth Peter , " not the last ! why surely your honour does not ...
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... Peter , thou hast not yet emptied thy basket - what hast thou got in it ? " " In the first place , my Lord , " cried Peter , " a cup of hippocras , well mingled , of the best wine and honey , by Dame Winifred's own hands , such , your ...
... Peter , thou hast not yet emptied thy basket - what hast thou got in it ? " " In the first place , my Lord , " cried Peter , " a cup of hippocras , well mingled , of the best wine and honey , by Dame Winifred's own hands , such , your ...
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... Peter , I do , " replied the Earl , and if it is as courteous as the 66 ghosts of former days , I have no fear but it will answer them . " “ Oh lá ! —oh la ! " quoth Peter , " who knows , but if your honour was to speak . to it , but ...
... Peter , I do , " replied the Earl , and if it is as courteous as the 66 ghosts of former days , I have no fear but it will answer them . " “ Oh lá ! —oh la ! " quoth Peter , " who knows , but if your honour was to speak . to it , but ...
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... Peter , thinking every moment of his stay subjecting him to the hazard of see- ing the ghost , was by no means inclined to continue in the chamber , now he had finished his errand ; he therefore , after laying a piece of wood upon the ...
... Peter , thinking every moment of his stay subjecting him to the hazard of see- ing the ghost , was by no means inclined to continue in the chamber , now he had finished his errand ; he therefore , after laying a piece of wood upon the ...
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adventure alarmed apartment apparition appeared armour arms arras astrology attainder attend awful Baron and Baroness Baron Fitzwalter behold beloved burial vault castle chamber CHAP chapel conceal Conjuror courage cried Peter cried the Baroness dare dead death desired discover door Earl of Ormond Earl Ormond Earl's Edgar enquiries entered Ethelind exclaimed extraordinary Father Osborne fear Fitzwalter friar Gertrude ghost hand happiness hast thou hath haunted heard heart Heaven hither holy honour hope horrors hour impostor knight Lady Ladyship's lamp Lord magician marriage ment minstrel Motley mourn mysterious nald ness never night's watch noble pannel pardon phantom present received repose seemed seneschal shew Sicilian Sir Regi Sir Reginald Harc solemn soon sorrow sounds spectre spirit steps steward Straits of Messina stranger sumed supernatural tears terror thee thou hast thought tion trembling tremely vault wainscot walls Winifred wish
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Seite 113 - From wandering on a foreign strand? If such there breathe, go mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, Despite those titles, power and pelf, The wretch concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
Seite 113 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Seite 50 - A palmer's amice wrapped him round, With a wrought Spanish baldric bound, Like a pilgrim from beyond the sea: His left hand held his Book of Might, A silver cross was in his right; The lamp was placed beside his knee.
Seite 135 - To man below, beneath the heav'n ; It is not fantasy's hot fire, Whose wishes soon as granted die ; It liveth not in fierce desire, With dead deaiie it doth not die.