Kenilworth

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Adam and Charles Black, 1893 - Great Britain - 473 pages
 

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Page 200 - 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 loos'd 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 watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Page 291 - We cannot but add, that of this lordly palace, where princes feasted and heroes fought, now in the bloody earnest of storm and siege, and now in the games of chivalry, where beauty dealt the prize which valour won, all is now desolate.
Page 163 - ... under the stern of the queen's boat, where she sat beneath an awning, attended by two or three ladies, and the nobles of her household. She looked more than once at the wherry in which the young adventurer was seated, spoke to those around her, and seemed to laugh.
Page 290 - ... and whose history, could Ambition have lent ear to it, might have read a lesson to the haughty favourite, who had now acquired and was augmenting the fair domain. A large and massive Keep, which formed the citadel of the Castle, was of uncertain though great antiquity. It bore the name of Caesar, perhaps from its resemblance to that in the Tower of London so called. Some antiquaries...
Page 163 - The two rowers used their oars with such expedition at the signal of the gentleman pensioner, that they very soon brought their little skiff under the stern of the queen's boat, where she...
Page x - s their estate ; To smile for joy than sigh for woe— To be content — than to be great. " How far less blest am I than them ? Daily to pine and waste with care ! Like the poor plant, that, from its stem Divided, feels the chilling air. " Nor, cruel Earl ! can I enjoy The humble charms of solitude ; Your minions proud my peace destroy, By sullen frowns or pratings rude. " Last night, as sad I chanced to stray, The village death-bell smote my ear; They winked aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess,...
Page xi - The oaks were shatter'd on the green ; Woe was the hour — for. never more That hapless countess e'er was seen. And in that manor now no more Is cheerful feast and sprightly ball j For ever since that dreary hour Have spirits haunted Cumnor Hall.
Page 198 - Shakspeare no harm. He is a stout man at quarter-staff, and single falchion, though, as I am told, a halting fellow ; and he stood, they say, a tough fight with the rangers of old Sir Thomas Lucy, of Charlecot, when he broke his deer-park and kissed his keeper's daughter.
Page vi - They seeing the good lady sad and heavy, (as one that well knew by her other handling, that her death was not far off...
Page x - 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.

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