The Century of Queens: With Sketches of Some Princes of Literature and Art |
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afterwards Alexander Severus amidst ancient Anne Boleyn Anne of Cleves Azzo Balmanno beautiful behold beneath betrothment bride bright called castle chamber character charm Countess Countess of Shrewsbury court Cranmer Croker crown dame dark daughter dear death delighted divorce Duke Earl England English Erasistratus Erica eyes fair Fairy father favor France garden gazed grace Haddon Haddon Hall hall hand happy hath head heart Henry Henry VIII Henry's honor Hood husband Jane Seymour Katharine Parr king king's lady Lamb land letter lived look Lord lover magnificent Majesty manner marriage Mary mistress never night noble o'er once Orthon passion person pray present Prince princess Queen Elizabeth Queen of Scots reign ring Rome royal Scotland seemed servants Shakespeare Shrewsbury Sir Alureth sister solemn sorrow sweet thee things Thomas Crofton Croker THOMAS HOOD thou thought tion tower vase Vernon wife Wolsey young youth
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Page 159 - While she was yet near at hand, that I might hear of her once in two or three days, my sorrows were the less: but even now my heart is cast into the depth of all misery. I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks...
Page 207 - To change habitations is to die to them, and in my time I have died seven deaths. But I dont know whether every such change does not bring with it a rejuvenescence. Tis an enterprise, and shoves back the sense of death's approximating, which tho' not terrible to me, is at all times particularly distasteful.
Page 49 - He is a prince of most royal courage, and hath a princely heart — for, rather than miss or want any part of his will, he will endanger one half of his kingdom. And I do assure you, I have often kneeled before him in his privy chamber, sometimes for three hours together, to persuade him from his appetite, and could not prevail.
Page 143 - I answered, the fairness of them both was not their worst faults. But she was earnest with me to declare which of them I judged fairest. I said, she was the fairest queen in England, and mine the fairest queen in Scotland. Yet she appeared earnest. I answered, they were both the fairest ladies in their countries ; that her Majesty was whiter, but my queen was very lovely.
Page 157 - When your Majesty thinks that heaven too good for me, I will not fall like a star, but be consumed like a vapour by the same sun that drew me up to such a height. While your Majesty gives me leave to say I love you, my fortune is as my affection, unmatchable. If ever you deny me that liberty, you may end my life, but never shake my constancy, for were the sweetness of your nature turned into the greatest...
Page 169 - This comedy was written at her command, and by her direction, and she was so eager to see it acted, that she commanded it to be finished in fourteen days, and was afterwards, as tradition tells us, very well pleased at the representation.
Page 142 - ... within paper, and their names written with her own hand upon the papers. Upon the first that she took up was written 'My Lord's picture.
Page 170 - She was so well pleased with that admirable character of Falstaff, in The Two Parts of Henry the Fourth, that she commanded him to continue it for one play more, and to show him in love.
Page 129 - Upon this occasion she entered into a pretty disputable comparison between carving, painting, and working with the needle, affirming painting in her own opinion for the most commendable quality. I answered her grace, I could skill of neither of them, but that I have read Pictura to be veritas falsa.
Page 159 - I, that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph, sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes singing like an angel, sometimes playing like Orpheus ; behold the sorrow of this world! once amiss hath bereaved me of all.