Memoirs: Of Leonora Christina, Daughter of Christian IV of Denmark. Written During Her Imprisonment in the Blue Tower at Copenhagen, 1663-1685

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Page 154 - Will the LORD cast off for ever ? and will He be favourable no more? Is His mercy clean gone for ever ? doth His promise fail for evermore ? Hath God forgotten to be gracious ? hath He in anger shut up His tender mercies...
Page 151 - Verily I have cleansed my heart in vain, and washed my hands in innocency. For all the day long have I been plagued, and chastened every morning.
Page 154 - And shall not God avenge his own elect which cry day and night unto him, though he bear long with them ? I tell you, that he will avenge them speedily.
Page 154 - This is my infirmity: but I will remember the years of the right hand of the Most High.
Page 87 - Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, And my calamity laid in the balances together ! For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea : Therefore my words are swallowed up.
Page 303 - I know not if his hope was great ; at any rate it did not last long. Jonatha told me Ole's news. I wished the King's Majesty a prosperous journey (I knew already what order he had given), and it seemed to me from her countenance she was to some extent contented. At about eight o'clock Totzloff came up to me and informed me that the Lord Chancellor Count Allefeldt had sent the prison governor a royal order that I was to be released from my imprisonment, and that I could leave when I pleased. (This...
Page 153 - I have heard of thee by the hearing of the ear : But now mine eye seeth thee. Wherefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes.
Page 22 - His great work, however, was the ' Calendar of State Papers, Domestic Series, of the Reign of Charles I.
Page 255 - ... French too long; she took off her glove and gave me her hand, pressing mine and saying, ' Croyez-moy, je fairez mon possible.' I kissed her Serene Highness's hand, and she then took leave of me with a kiss. The virtuous Landgravine kept her word, but could effect nothing. When her Majesty the Queen was in the perils of childbirth, she went to the King and obtained from him a solemn promise that if the Queen gave birth to a son I should receive my liberty. On October 1 1 , in the night between...
Page 113 - Nein,' said the Mistress of the Robes, 'Ihr sollet nichts behalten.' Abel Cath. said, 'We are strictly forbidden to leave you the smallest thing; I have been obliged to swear on my soul and salvation to the Queen that I would search you thoroughly...

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