The Waverley Novels, Volume 12A. and C. Black, 1870 |
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Abbot of Abingdon Alasco Amy Robsart answered Varney Anthony Foster apartment attend Berkshire better betwixt Black Bear Blount called Castle chamber cloak command countenance Countess Countess of Leicester court courtiers Cumnor Place devil door dress Earl of Leicester Earl of Sussex Earl's Elizabeth exclaimed eyes fair father favour favourite fear Flibbertigibbet followed gentleman Giles Gosling gold Grace guest hall hand hastily hath heard heart Heaven hither honour horse host Hostler instant instantly Janet Kenilworth Kenilworth Castle lady Laneham Leicester's look Lord Leicester Lord of Leicester lord's lordship madam Master Tressilian Master Varney Mervyn's Michael Lambourne mistress night noble once person pleasure poor present Queen Raleigh replied Varney Richard Varney secret seemed shalt silian Sir Hugh Robsart speak stood sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast thought thyself Tony Tony Foster Tower Wayland Smith word yonder
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Page 213 - That very time I saw, but thou couldst not, Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon. And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Page 6 - THE dews of summer night did fall ; The moon, sweet regent of the sky, Silver'd the walls of Cumnor Hall, And many an oak that grew thereby.
Page 7 - The village maidens of the plain Salute me lowly as they go ; Envious they mark my silken train, Nor think a Countess can have woe. " The simple nymphs ! they little know How far more happy 's their estate ; To smile for joy than sigh for woe — To be content — than to be great.
Page 389 - Sincerity ! Thou first of virtues, let no mortal leave Thy onward path! although the earth should gape, And from the gulf of hell destruction cry To take dissimulation's winding way.
Page 260 - I rose up with the cheerful morn, No lark more blithe, no flower more gay ; And, like the bird that haunts the thorn, So merrily sung the livelong day. "If that my beauty is but small, Among court ladies all despised, Why didst thou rend it from that hall, Where, scornful earl, it well was prized?
Page 174 - Their discourse was here interrupted by one of the band of Pensioners. " I was sent," said he, after looking at them attentively, " to a gentleman who hath no cloak, or a muddy one. — You, sir, I think," addressing the younger cavalier, " are the man ; you will please to follow me.
Page 244 - Perfume for a lady's chamber ; Golden quoifs and stomachers, For my lads to give their dears: Pins and poking-sticks of steel. What maids lack from head to heel: Come buy of me, come; come buy, come buy; Buy, lads, or else your lasses cry : Come buy.
Page 173 - The young cavalier we have so often mentioned had probably never yet approached so near the person of his Sovereign, and he pressed forward as far as the line of warders permitted, in order to avail himself of the present opportunity. His companion, on the contrary, cursing his...
Page 7 - Thus sore and sad that lady grieved, In Cumnor Hall so lone and drear, And many a heartfelt sigh she heaved, And let fall many a bitter tear. And ere the dawn of day...
Page 309 - Christendome : which is so common in Venice, that no woman whatsoever goeth without it, either in her house or abroad, a thing made of wood and covered with leather of sundry colors, some with white, some redde, some yellow.